Pretty Life

This is the best, the best of the blessed

It didn't test the camera

I couldn't take another picture from the fire

But it's taking hold, the paper and gold

The foolish thoughts we inspire

I somehow overthrow the places I've grown to admire

Oooo

Sit on the throne, and talk on the phone

Everybody's doin' fine

You'd be better off dead and the rest is a throwaway line

A lock of the curls of a beautiful girl standing by my side

She could've thrown me off like the deadest weight

She's all right



There is a mountain of lovers uncounted to dig up and throw away

You're one of those lovers it'll hurt to uncover one day

You are the west and the west is a test

Dig it up please and play nice

There's no way to measure but pleasure to pleasure

It's just fine



As you yell out the window

As you stare at the wall

Through the red of the engine light

She will carry us all

It's a pretty life

Til you're smashing the rock into roll

It's a pretty life

Til your're smashing the rock into roll

Through the glass of the window

Through the stone of the wall

Through the red of the engine light

She will carry us all

It's a pretty life

Til you're smashing the rock into roll

She a pretty wife

Til you're smashing the rock into roll