Song Description
An ode to a friend who is also interested in evil and also enjoys using people. A kindred spirit who understands ideas.
| Song Length |
2:39 |
Genre |
Rock - New Wave, Pop - Rock |
| Tempo |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Glad, Gracious |
Subject |
Friendship, War |
| Similar Artists |
Iggy Pop, Inxs |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Shoes on my front porch in the city
You's my best and we both dressed for pity
the worst damn cymbals clarinets
shattered softies get upset
the band can't fathom interstellar noise
chase boys chase boys chase boys chase boys
Blah Blah Blah
I can talk to Clare, I can talk to Clare
Blah Blah Blah
I can talk to Clare, I can talk to Clare
we don't touch the ground
My mind is a geoid, the world is not round.
Paint can dry and men can cry
Change your eyes and tell new lies
that's ok, I'm evil too
I just want to drink blood with you
Goebbels and Jung our favorite toys
chase boys chase boys chase boys chase boys