Luncheon

So we got caught
No more riding bikes
Like infernal horses
On stone ground
What's the rush?
Can't you see
We're doing just fine
It's just hope against hope
To think we can evade the plan

Daddy's cool
He's been around
He sailed the world, you know
Brought home tons of stupid toys
His pockets filled with blow

Fake a smile
Microwave a dream
A resurrection from last night
Bring to life another promise
You know I just can't keep
My nose is growing bigger, baby
Even as we speak

Break both legs for double luck
I need it to perform
When November strikes like lightning
I play asshole to keep warm

[Solo]

Break both legs for double luck
I need it to perform
When November strikes like lightning
I play asshole to keep warm

Called a friend
Didn't quite know what to say
It's been a while since then
Everything from this to that
The weather to Zen
Two good-to-hear-your-voices
One hope-I'll-see-you-again

I recall the tickling smell
Of wet, fresh summer grass
All those nights
The chats we had
We thought it all could last