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Morning came early you know we're sleeping in again Last night ended right where this morning began And you ask if we can be together apart from a drinking binge Baby, two's a crowd even without the dehydration. And the lights are on down Madison, the skirts are getting short But we just laugh, and run right past cuz even if they ask You don't have to show off to "get yours." No, no, no, no, no. If your body were a canvas the masterpiece I could create If your body were a canvas I'd let my fingers smear the paint Get under your skin like the tattoos that line your frame Or cover all your walls with maps and allow you to show me the way to your heart. We folded revolutions out of paper and took the time to see them fly But I wonder if we'll ever tire of revealing truths in plain view to the blind Only for them to blindly pass them by. You fly the flag of rebellion each and everywhere you go But you've spent the better part of two yours in your cold bed alone Is there any rebel yell left in the rasp in your voice? Or is this "just a beer and not a lifestyle choice." You tell me honey! And our friends, they all keep fucking up But we wouldn't give them up for the world Cuz the records we keep playing wouldn't sound half as good Without all of you screaming every word. SongtexteWell, are you screaming? Because you know I'm screaming! You don't need to send me postcards from Scotland Even if I'm alone in my apartment Just stay up late, alone with me watching documentaries And usher me into a false state of enlightenment Here's to booze and here's to conversation Here's to booze and here's to conversation Sit back, relax, the next stop's Pennsylvania Station. Here's to booze and here's to conversation Aus Songtexte Mania