Bomb The Music Industry! Campaign for a Better Weekend минус

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Текст песни «Campaign for a Better Weekend»
  
Woke up about 10 AM it's 65 degrees
Even though it's barely March, since all winter it's been freezing
This is cause for celebration. Cause for picnics and coffee
So I opened up my savings and grabbed a couple twenties
And it felt just like a day away from home

Walked over to Nelson's where my bike was getting fixed
Total damage: 34 bucks. I said, "Keep the extra six."
I'm doing well today. I came home last week with enough to live
I rode south to grab a package
'Cause our postman never rings the bell, he only leaves a slip
And sometimes he doesn't even leave a slip. He's such a dick
Waiting in line for thirty minutes and I finally get my box
Hold the door, they don't say thanks. I fumble with the lock
And my bike hasn't rode this well since the day I picked it up
A Ford Explorer jumps the light and I can't really stop
And it feels like an alarm clock

I tuck and roll like in the movies and slide across the concrete
Everybody's all, "Oh shit!" and blood is dripping down to my feet
But I get up and keep moving it's a busy city street
Keep on moving. Busy street
Ride the seven blocks to Boerum, carry my bike up two floors
Situate the crowded hallway, limp and waddle through my door
Throw the package onto my bed, start investigating sores
The cuts are bigger than expected. I guess I shouldn't have worn shorts

I thought about the winter. Under layers, I wouldn't bleed -
Drinking root beer, watching football. Oh, I never thought I'd be
In that place everyone went to but it really just took me
A couple extra years to get there, though at least I did feel free
For the most part of your weekend, save the rubbing alcohol sting
Oh, it felt just like vacation 'til I slaughtered my body
And it's kind of fucked in Florida, skies are grey instead of blue
I can't shrug off the awesome weather but I can surely dress my wounds

It felt just like a vacation but
Still, we complained until
We all felt jaded and
Started to hate it
Felt just like a vacation but
Still, we complained until
We all felt jaded and
Started to hate it
Felt just like a vacation but
Still, we complained until
We all felt jaded and
Started to hate it
Felt just like a vacation
Until we complained
It felt just like a vacation
Until we complained
It felt just like a vacation
Текст добавлен: Snowpix