Lyrics:
You tried to buy some pills
From a friend of friends of mine
They just ghosted you
Now you know what it feels like
And I don't even want you back, I just want to know
If rusting my sparkling summer was the goal
And I don't miss what we had, but could someone give
A message to the smallest man who ever lived?
I've been having a hard time adjusting
I had the shiniest wheels, now they're rusting
I didn't know if you'd care if I came back
I have a lot of regrets about that
Pulled the car off the road to the lookout
Could've followed my fears all the way down
And maybe I don't quite know what to say
But I'm here in your doorway
I just wanted you to know
That this is me trying
I just wanted you to know
That this is me trying
They told me all of my cages were mental
So I got wasted like all my potential
And my words shoot to kill when I'm mad
I have a lot of regrets about that
I was so ahead of the curve, the curve became a sphere
Fell behind all my classmates and I ended up here
Pourin' out my heart to a stranger
But I didn't pour the whiskey
I just wanted you to know
That this is me trying
I just wanted you to know
That this is me trying
At least I'm trying
And it's hard to be at a party
When I feel like an open wound
It's hard to be anywhere these days
When all I want is you
You're a flashback in a film reel
On the one screen in my town
And I just wanted you to know
That this is me trying (maybe I don't quite know what to say)
I just wanted you to know
That this is me trying
At least I'm trying
You tried to buy some pills
From a friend of friends of mine
They just ghosted you
Now you know what it feels like
And I don't even want you back, I just want to know
If rusting my sparkling summer was the goal
And I don't miss what we had, but could someone give
A message to the smallest man who ever lived?
Be our guest
Be our guest
Put our service to the test
Tie your napkin round your neck, cherie
And we provide the rest
Soupe du jour, hot hors d'oeuvres
Why, we only live to serve
Try the grey stuff, it's delicious
Don't believe me, ask the dishes
They can sing
They can dance
After all, miss, this is France
And a dinner here is never second best
Go on, unfold your menu
Take a glance and then
You'll be our guest
Oui, our guest
Be our guest
Beef ragout, cheese souffle
Pie and pudding en flambe
We'll prepare and serve with flair
A culinary cabaret
You're alone
And you're scared
But the banquet's all prepared
No one's gloomy or complaining
While the flatware's entertaining
We tell jokes
I do tricks
With my fellow candlesticks
And it's all in perfect taste, that you can bet
Come on and lift your glass
You've won your own free pass
To be our guest
If you're stressed
It's fine dining we suggest
Be our guest
Be our guest
Be our guest
Life is so unnerving
For a servant who's not serving
He's not whole without a soul to wait upon
Ah, those good old days when we were useful
Suddenly, those good old days are gone
Ten years we've been rusting, needing so much more than dusting
Needing exercise, a chance to use our skills
Most days we just lay around the castle
Flabby, fat and lazy
You walked in and oops-a-daisy!
Been rusting in rubble
Running to a faint
Need a brand new coat of paint
I found myself in trouble
Thinking 'bout what ain't
Never gonna be a saint
Saying float like an eagle
Fall like the rain
Pouring to put out the pain
Oh again, and again
Now I'm hyp, hypnotised
Yeah I trip, when I look in your eyes
Oh I'm hyp, hypnotised
Yeah I slip and I'm mesmerized
It's easy to be lethal
Learning from the news
It's a guidebook for the blues
Saying it's the very same steeple
People wanna chose
They just see it from different views
And threading the needle
Fixing my flame
Oh, oh now I'm moved to exclaim
Oh again, and again
How I'm hyp, hypnotised
Yeah I trip, when I look in your eyes
Oh I'm hyp, hypnotized
Yeah I lift, and I'm mesmerized
Whoa oh-oh oh
Whoa oh-oh oh
Oh-oh oh, oh-oh-oh oh-oh
Oh again, and again
And I'm hyp, hypnotised
Yeah I lift to a permanent high
Oh I'm hyp, hypnotised
It was dark
Now it's sunrise
Been rusting in rubble
Running to a faint
Need a brand new coat of paint
I found myself in trouble
Thinking 'bout what ain't
Never gonna be a saint
Saying float like an eagle
Fall like the rain
Pouring to put out the pain
Oh again and again
Now I'm hyp, hypnotised
Yeah I trip, when I look in your eyes
Oh I'm hyp, hypnotised
Yeah I slip and I'm mesmerized
It's easy to be lethal
Learning from the news
It's a guidebook for the blues
Saying it's the very same steeple
People wanna chose
They just see it from different views
And threading the needle
Fixing my flame
Oh, oh now I'm moved to exclaim
Oh again, and again
How I'm hyp, hypnotised
Yeah I trip, when I look in your eyes
Oh I'm hyp, hypnotized
Yeah I lift and I'm mesmerized
Oh-oh oh, oh-oh oh, oh-oh-oh oh-oh oohh
Oh again, and again
And I'm hyp, hypnotised
Yeah I lift to a permanent high
Oh I'm hyp, hypnotised
It was dark
Now it's sunrise
And we've all grown older
Come see where we have been
Out here rusting in the rain
And we've all grown older
Come see where we have been
Out here rusting in the rain
Out here rusting in the rain
Out here rusting in the rain
Out here rusting in the rain
I wish that you could see
All the things that I have seen
This mind of mine is making life worthwhile
I wish that you'd have know
Of all the plans I had in store for us
Laughing, dancing, traveling the world on our own
And this man, he weeps tonight
And his head is bowed with sorrow
But what can you do, sitting there
And you let him cry tomorrow
Yes, you'll let him cry tomorrow
Yes, you'll let him cry tomorrow
I thought our thing would last
'Cause it said so in my horoscope
The days have gone and past while dreaming away
The lighting here is dim
And the room closes in around me
Your picture's hanging loose on a rusting nail
And this man, he weeps tonight
And his head is bowed with sorrow
But what can you do, sitting there
And you let him cry tomorrow
Yes, you'll let him cry tomorrow
Yes, you'll let him cry tomorrow
And this man, he weeps tonight
And his head is bowed with sorrow
But what can you do, sitting there
And you let him cry tomorrow
Yes, you'll let him cry tomorrow
Yes, you'll let him cry tomorrow
I wish that you could see
All the things that I have seen
This mind of mine is making life worthwhile
I wish that you'd have know
Of all the plans I had in store for us
Laughing, dancing, traveling the world on our own
And this man, he weeps tonight
And his head is bowed with sorrow
But what can you do, sitting there
And you let him cry tomorrow
Yes, you'll let him cry tomorrow
Yes, you'll let him cry tomorrow
I thought our thing would last
'Cause it said so in my horoscope
The days have gone and past while dreaming away
The lighting here is dim
And the room closes in around me
Your pictures' hanging loose on a rusting nail
And this man, he weeps tonight
And his head is bowed with sorrow
But what can you do, sitting there
And you let him cry tomorrow
Yes, you'll let him cry tomorrow
Yes, you'll let him cry tomorrow
And this man, he weeps tonight
And his head is bowed with sorrow
But what can you do, sitting there
And you let him cry tomorrow
Yes, you'll let him cry tomorrow
Yes, you'll let him cry tomorrow
Ask the dishes
They can sing
They can dance
After all, Miss, this is France
And a dinner here is never second best
Go on, unfold your menu
Take a glance and then you'll
Be our guest
Oui, our guest
Be our guest
Beef ragout
Cheese souffle
Pie and pudding "en flambe"
We'll prepare and serve with flair
A culinary cabaret
You're alone
And you're scared
But the banquet's all prepared
No one's gloomy or complaining
While the flatware's entertaining
We tell jokes
I do tricks
With my fellow candlesticks
And it's all in perfect taste that you can bet
Come on and lift your glass
You've won your own free pass
To be out guest
If you're stressed
It's fine dining we suggest
Be our guest
Be our guest
Be our guest
Life is so unnerving
For a servant who's not serving
He's not whole without a soul to wait upon
Ah, those good old days when we were useful
Suddenly those good old days are gone
Ten years we've been rusting
Needing so much more than dusting
Needing exercise, a chance to use our skills
Most days we just lay around the castle
Flabby, fat and lazy
You walked in and oops-a-daisy!
Lily pulled a horseshoe from a pile of junk
Said I'm gonna keep this good luck piece
Of iron inside my truck
The boy just whispered OK
And grabbed his old black dog
As we piled on in and cut out through
That late November fog
Dull as a plowshare rusting in the yard
Old Cotton grinned and waved goodbye
While the auctioneers all played cards
On every other Sunday
I'd walk down to Moe's and back
Eat a t-bone steak, watch a picture show,
For a dollar and a half
Come on little sister get up offa my knee
Gonna settle down someday
In a town called Jubilee
Come on brother Jake
Break on out and a break free
Gonna set things right and set up a house
In a town called Jubilee
That fog came out of nowhere
Short of what I can tell
Hand to hand we passed that bucket
Up and down from the well
Gone to California
Used to be what folks would say
Down around these parts if it was me
I'd have hoped that west bound stage
Come on little sister get up offa my knee
Gonna settle down someday
In a town called Jubilee
Come on brother Jake
Break on out and a break free
Gonna set things right and set up a house
In a town called Jubilee
One less hallelujah
A little less sympathy
Lily and Jake, the old black dog
A pinewood box, a rocking horse
All gone to Jubilee
Come on little sister get up offa my knee
Gonna settle down someday
In a town called Jubilee
Come on brother Jake
Break on out and a break free
Gonna set things right and set up a house
In a town called Jubilee
Give 'em the old razzle dazzle
Razzle dazzle 'em
Give 'em an act with lots of flash in it
And the reaction will be passionate
Give 'em the old hocus pocus
Bead and feather 'em
How can they see with sequins in their eyes?
What if your hinges all are rusting?
What if, in fact, you're just disgusting?
Razzle dazzle 'em
And they'll never catch wise
Give 'em the old razzle dazzle
Razzle dazzle 'em
Back in the days of old Methusulah
Everyone loves the big bamboozulah
Give 'em the old three ring circus
Stun and stagger 'em
When you're in trouble
Go into your dance
Though you are stiffer than a girder
They let you get away with murder
Razzle dazzle 'em
And you got a romance
Give 'em the old razzle dazzle
Razzle dazzle 'em
Give 'em an act that's unassailable
They'll wait a year till you're available
Give 'em the old wobble bammy
Daze and dizzy 'em
Show 'em the first rate sorcere you are
Long as you keep 'em way off balance
How can they spot you got no talents?
Meet me on the wastelands - later this day
We'll sit and talk and hold hands maybe
For there's not much else to do in this drab and colorless place
We'll sit amongst the rubber tires
Amongst the discarded bric-a-brac
People have no use for - amongst the smoldering embers of yesterday
And when or if the sun shines
Lighting our once beautiful features
We'll smile but only for seconds
For to be caught smiling is to acknowledge life
A brave but useless show of compassion
And that is forbidden in this drab and colorless world
Meet me on the wastelands - the ones behind
The old houses - the ones - left standing pre-war
The ones overshadowed by the monolith monstrosities
Councils call homes
And there amongst the shit - the dirty linen
The holy Coca-Cola tins - the punctured footballs
The ragged dolls - the rusting bicycles
We'll sit and probably hold hands
And watch the rain fall - watch it - watch it
Tumble and fall - tumble and falling
Like our lives - like our lives
Just like our lives
We'll talk about the old days
When the wasteland was release when we could play
And think - without feeling guilty
Meet me later but we'll have to hold hands
Tumble and fall - tumble and falling
Like our lives - like our lives
Exactly like our lives
Meet me on the wastelands - later this day
We'll sit and talk and hold hands maybe
For there's not much else to do in this drab and colorless place
We'll sit amongst the rubber tires
Amongst the discarded bric-a-brac
People have no use for - amongst the smoldering embers of yesterday
And when or if the sun shines
Lighting our once beautiful features
We'll smile but only for seconds
For to be caught smiling is to acknowledge life
A brave but useless show of compassion
And that is forbidden in this drab and colorless world
Meet me on the wastelands - the ones behind
The old houses - the ones - left standing pre-war
The ones overshadowed by the monolith monstrosities
Councils call homes
And there amongst the shit - the dirty linen
The holy Coca-Cola tins - the punctured footballs
The ragged dolls - the rusting bicycles
We'll sit and probably hold hands
And watch the rain fall - watch it - watch it
Tumble and fall - tumble and falling
Like our lives - like our lives
Just like our lives
We'll talk about the old days
When the wasteland was release when we could play
And think - without feeling guilty
Meet me later but we'll have to hold hands
Tumble and fall - tumble and falling
Like our lives - like our lives
Exactly like our lives
Houses iced in whitewash guard a pale shoreline
Cornered by the cactus and the pine
Here I wander where sweet sage and strange herbs grow
Down a crumpled sun-baked stony road
Dusty wheels, leaning rusting in the sun
Snuff brown walls where Spanish lizards run
Here I'm shadowed by a dragon fig tree's fan
Ringed by ants and musing over man
I'll unwind my old strings while the sun shine down
Won't climb any high thing while the sun shine
Formentera Lady, sing your song for me
Formentera Lady, sun lover
Lamplight glows on old guitars, the travelers strum
Incense children dance to an Indian drum
Here Odysseus charmed for dark Circe fell
Still, her perfume lingers, still her spell
Time's grey hand won't catch me while the stars shine down
Untie and unlatch me while the stars shine
Formentera Lady, dance your dance for me
Formentera Lady, dark lover
You left me there
Waiting at the bottom of the stairs
with my eyes closed
Holding my right hand in my left
there is no time for hesitation now
you come or go
or go
Rusting leaves,
Falling beside me on the ghost of a morning.
Riding in sorrow to the harbor
Far behind oh me the bodies of my friends hanging alone alone again
Some twisted thorn tells me you saw me in the night with another
Keep all my promises to break them
I am no, oh no, Innocent son. you run rabbit run
This is the way that I do feel
I feel it every where I go
I feel just like an engine
That lost its driving wheel
I'm feeling down as a man can feel
Since my baby said that she don't want me hangin' round
Feel like a tin can just a rusting way out on that dumpin' ground
It sure is hard to stumble down when you ain't got no place to fall
Seems like in the whole wide world I ain't got no place at all Yeah
Well I'm feeling like a stranger here
I feel like a stranger everywhere
Feel like I like to go back home
But I'm even a stranger there
Well I've tried, God knows I've tried
To go my way and leave the worry past behind
But every time the sun goes down
My baby stays on my mind.
Baby, I've been travelling so long
Searching for the things for which you ask,
Trying to make you think I could become
The things you want
Baby I've been working so hard
Scratching in the dirt and in the fire
Begging for the beautiful life
That you require
I know I'm like a difficult child
Screaming through the night
So, help me find the light
Without you I'm a broken down car
Rusting in the yard,
Still waiting for the part
Now finally I'm back in our road,
Crunching on the shingle in the drive,
Hungry for your love as I return,
But there's no sign
I know I'm like a difficult child
Screaming through the night
So, help me find the light
Without you I'm a broken down car
Rusting in the yard,
Still waiting for the part
I thought that you'd be waiting like a soldier's queen,
Gazing from your window, holding out for me
What a fool I've been again
I know I'm like a difficult child
Screaming through the night
So, help me find the light
Without you I'm a broken down car
Rusting in the yard,
Still waiting for the part
Open your eyes and light the fluid
Get into a petrol siphon
Low on meals, browning fields
Bury children
Urbanization, scarification
Population exodus
There is no Planet B
Open your eyes and see
Open your eyes and shoot the dingo
All this shit goes out the window
Multi-factioned, rusting tractors
Dying heroes
Only way through is colonization
Acclimatization, population exodus
Monetization, civilization
The operation has begun
There is no Planet B
Ancient seasons
Blacked out for ages
Dreaming of cake
Snowflakes blanket
Old deserts, outskirts, disperse
Earth is a blank verse
Last hearse
Dry nurse, oh
Open your eyes and see
There is no Planet B
There is no Planet B
There is no Planet B
There is no Planet B
There is no Planet B
There is no Planet B
There is no Planet B
There is no Planet B
Open your eyes and see
Sinners are grinners
Ear to ear
Baby Jesus sheds a tear
Well hush my children don't you cry
The troubles will soon all be over
The tears that swell in every eye
Will fall to the ground and bring clover
The soldiers are only teenage boys
The same as in durban or dover
So rein aside all your warring toys
The troubles will soon all be over
Well hush my children go to sleep
The troubles will soon all be over
Their bombs will form a rusting heap
For flowers and fern to grow over
Their leaders are only drunk with fear
They wouldn't do this be they sober
And when they drink our friendship clear
The troubles will soon all be over
Open your eyes and light the fluid
Get into a petrol siphon
Low on meals, browning fields
Bury children
Urbanization, scarification
Population exodus
There is no Planet B
Open your eyes and see
Open your eyes and shoot the dingo
All this shit goes out the window
Multi-factioned, rusting tractors
Dying heroes
Only way through is colonization
Acclimatization, population exodus
Monetization, civilization
The operation has begun
There is no Planet B
Ancient seasons
Blacked out for ages
Dreaming of cake
Snowflakes blanket
Old deserts, outskirts, disperse
Earth is a blank verse
Last hearse
Dry nurse, oh
Open your eyes and see
There is no Planet B
There is no Planet B
There is no Planet B
There is no Planet B
There is no Planet B
There is no Planet B
There is no Planet B
There is no Planet B
Open your eyes and see
Sinners are grinners
Ear to ear
Baby Jesus sheds a tear
"I am the midnight watchman down at Miller's Tool and Die.
And I watch the metal rusting, and I watch the time go by.
A week ago at the diner I stopped to get a bite.
And this here lovely lady she sat two seats from my right.
I got screws in my hands
Batteries in my back
Metal bones in my legs and, yeah
hit my head tucked in, need sleep
Plug me in I don't eat
Don't make me cry 'cause I rust when I weep
X2
Three times four and I'm stuck on the floor
AI at the mall, I'll update and install
I was down on my luck, four leaves in the mud
If the down time is the charm
Then I'm counting it up
I ain't on my back
There's no way that you could stab
You said it's my fault
I'ma fan of the facts
Four and a half, I'ma fan of the tax
I'm the best at being nothing
I'ma fan of the trash
And I'm rusting, rusting, rusting away
Need a new update with a brand-new name
It was perfect at first
But it's worse as of late
Need some stainless steal veins
So I'll never rust away
I got screws in my hands
Batteries in my back
Metal bones in my legs and, yeah, hit my head
Tucked in, need sleep
Plug me in I don't eat
Don't make me cry 'cause I rust when I weep
And I do-o-o-on't know
Well I could go away and
you could wish that I had stayed or just
stayed gone
And I d-o-o-on't know
and I don't know at all
So, out of the context and into what you meant
and you know your reasons
you don't know who you are but you know who you wanna be
I-I-I doooon't know
So you go to the library to get yourself a book and you look And you look
But you didn't find anything to read
And I do-on't know at all
Left all my kinder parts rusting and peeling
That guy was complaining as he looked at the ceiling
My nose isn't that big it looks nothing like me
We're all doctors trading sadness for numbness
Grass looks much greener but it's green-painted cement
The mayor's machines are there cleaning the pavement
You can't make dirt clean so we'll just lemon-scent it
