My Private Nation lyrics

To be that good, it must be taxin'
No such thing as satisfaction
You're makin' things happen while I'm relaxin'
Like a Sunday afternoon
My dad used to tell me I was lazy
I got dance moves like Patrick Swayze
I'm the left over turkey for the world's mayonnaisey
The star next to the moon

Now I know I'm just here to amuse you
And I don't mean to abuse you
But if I could just use you one time

I need a sign to let me know youre here
All of these lines are being crossed over the atmosphere
I need to know that things are gonna look up
'Cause I feel us drowning in a sea spilled from a cup
When there is no place safe and no safe place to put my head
When you can feel the world shake from the words that I said

And Im calling all angels
And Im calling all you angels

I put ketchup on my scrambled eggs
and everybody thinks it's funny i don't get mad
And i don't laugh cuz u don't save you legs
but everybody thinks it's funny
no need to get mad

I don't spend my time with anyone
who doesn't think i'm wonderful
or somewhat cash refundabul at times

Now i'm out here counting airplanes
Trying to make sense of the change
And i don't wanna be just anybody

Made my exit on the turn pike
I saw the stateside toll and shuffled for some change
I paid a man that talked as if he knew me
And I could see it in his eyes
He could tell that I was running away
What are you waiting for
It's just a minute away
Travel light you might just
Find yourself there for the day
What are you waiting for
It's just a minute away
Following Rita
Following Rita

Well an airplane's faster than a Cadillac
And a whole lot smoother than a camel's back
But I don't care how you get to me
Just get to me
Parasail or first class mail
Get on the back of a Nightingale
Just get to me I don't care just get to me
Prokeds, mopeds take a limousine instead
They ain't cheap but they're easy to find
Get on the highway point yourself my way

I can hear you downstairs crying on the phone
Telling someone that I'm here but you still feel all alone
Maybe we were too young
Goodbye, I've gotta go
I can hear the baby waking up
Got to get back to the life I know

I should have never believed him
Maybe I should just leave him

Maybe I'm not but you're all I got left to believe in
Don't give up on me
I'm about to come alive

Well I guess this is where I left my life
And all its operations
And I know that I will never get this twice
With all negotiations

This feels like the place between what is and might have been
So I guess this is where we both find out
If this was meant to be
And I'll tell myself, I don't need you
I'll tell myself enough to get me through

Why you gotta treat me like I'm a low down dirty
Climbin' up on thirty
Dress like a kid to make me feel young punk
And talk junk
You musta fell out of your bunk
And smacked your head
Or your face or somethin'

I don't need nobody flyin' in my jet stream
Take the bus
Go on and get yourself your own dream

This is my own life keepin' me down
Where I wanna be in my private nation

Ten pounds too much to the naked eye
I don't take the bus because she drives
Watermelon lipstick, and way too much
She got buttermilk smile and a thorny touch
Street smart, like a Courtney Love
Can't get enough Hollywood stories of
Anybody famous that can make her feel
Like they're all kinda friends in a way
No best friend, well one but she's crazy
Grew up to end up a Professor of lazy

When it rains it pours and opens doors
And floods the floors we thought would always keep us safe and dry
And in the midst of sailing ships we sink our lips into the ones we love
That have to say goodbye

And as I float along this ocean
I can feel you like a notion that won't seem to let me go

Cause when I look to the sky something tells me you're here with me
And you make everything alright

I can see the red, white and free in you
You light the night up like the moon
And underneath your clouds, I see the blue

You're hopeless 'cause you tell the truth
The stars are jealous of your shine
If you were mine
There's not a thing I wouldn't do

You're black and beautiful, yellow, tan
You're white as light and soft as sand
With greens and greys and oh for days

Whose eyes am I behind?

I don't recognize anything that I see

Whose skin is this design?

I don't want this to be the way that you see me

I don't understand anything anymore

And this web that I'm tired of

Is taking me right up these walls

That I climb up to get to your story

It's anything but ordinary

And when the world is on its knees with me

It's fine

I'm dreaming tonight, I'm living back home

Right!

Yeah...yeah

Take me back to a south Tallahassee

Down cross the bridge to my sweet sassafrassy

Can't stand up on my feet in the city

Gotta get back to the real nitty gritty

Yes sir, no sir

Don't come close to my

Home sweet home

Can't catch no dose

Of my hot tail poon tang sweetheart

You know that it would be untrue

You know that I would be a liar

If I was to say to you

Girl, we couldn't get much higher

Come on baby, light my fire X2

Try to set the night on fire

The time to hesitate is through

No time to wallow in the mire

Try now we can only lose

And our love become a funeral pyre

Come on baby, light my fire X2

Try to set the night on fire, yeah

She holds his clothes in the dark

rocking them she whispers

her hand falls slowly from her neck

to her left a streetlight dances gently through a window

it hurts to say his name

she swears she can hear him calling her, hey Avery

there between her craving and imagination

it falls into the night

the air is still and he's still calling her, hey Avery

Venus Demilo, Demilo, Demilo

sweet Mona Lisa do you say, you say

tower, you're leaning, you're falling, you're leaning

I am a picture of perfect confusion, a canyon abandoned,

Demilo, hey, what you gonna be

sooner or later we all fall, all fall

I don't wanna be unhappy, I don't wanna fall

Went back to Erie with my tail between my

legs today

Put my coat in the closet,

sit on the edge of your bed

you don't look like your pictures anymore

you don't look quite the same

and I don't wanna stay long, really can't stay

life awaits me

Your mother says you're doing better

doesn't look that way to me

she says you've come so far so fast

sure don't look that way to me

and I don't wanna stay long,

wish that I could stay

Mother Nature and the elephant man

Refill prescription to the radio land

Tatoos and interviews, another way to say

you've grabbed us by the balls and taken us away

Halleluja, another video

surgically removed, reimproved, its the way to go

I was raised on cigarettes and jazz

cheap drive-in movies and soul

now I live in basements and flats

where did the simple life go?

Walking in the park just the other day baby

What do you want do you think I say

Crowds of people sitting on the grass with flowers in

Their hair said hey boy do you wanna score

And you know how it is

I really don't know what time it was

Whoa whoa whoa

So I asked them if I could stay awhile

I didn't notice but it had grown very dark and I was really

Really out of my mind

She don't like her eggs all runny

She thinks crossin' her legs is funny

She looks down her nose at money

She gets it on like the Easter Bunny

She's my baby I'm her honey

I'm never gonna let her go

He ain't got laid in a month of Sundays

I caught him once and he was sniffin' my undies

He ain't too sharp but he gets things done

Drinks his beer like it's oxygen

He's my baby

I want you to want me.

I need you to need me.

I'd love you to love me.

I'm beggin' you to beg me.

I want you to want me.

I need you to need me.

I'd love you to love me.

I'll shine up the old brown shoes,

put on a brand-new shirt.

I'll get home early from work

if you say that you love me.

Didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you cryin'?

Big wheels keep on turning

Carry me home to see my kin

Singing songs about the Southland

I miss Alabamy once again

And I think its a sin, yes

Well I heard mister Young sing about her

Well, I heard ole Neil put her down

Well, I hope Neil Young will remember

A Southern man don't need him around anyhow

Sweet home Alabama

Where the skies are so blue

Sweet Home Alabama

I don't understand you,
The way you disappear,
You don't understand me,
The way I keep us here.

This is not your life,
I know how to do it on my own,
This is not your life.

We were only children,
But you knew the game,
And you were busy feeling,
That someone had to take the blame.

But I know how you're really,
When no one's around,
We were only children,
Looking to be found.