Andrew Bird - A Nervous Tic lyrics

Overprescribed Under the mister We had survived to Turn on the History Channel And ask our esteemed panel Why are we alive? And here's how they replied You're what happens when two substances collide And by all accounts you really should have died Stretched out on a tarmac Six miles south of North Platte He can't stand to look back Sixteen tons of hazmat It's what goes undelivered Undelivered It's a nervous tic motion of the head to the left It's a nervous tic motion of the head to the left Of the what, of the head to the left So exercise yourselves to your bereft 'Cause it's a nervous tic motion of the head to the left of the, of the, to the Splayed out on a bath mat Six miles north of South Platte He just wants his life back What's in that paper nap sack It's what goes undelivered Undelivered It's a nervous tic motion of the head to the left A nervous tic motion of the head Head to the left It's a nervous tic motion of the, of the, to the Left It's a nervous tic motion of the head to the, of the, of the head of the head to the Over imbibed Under the mister Barely alive we cover the blisters in flannel Though the words we speak are ban*l Now one of them's a lie Now one of them's a lie You're what happens when two substances collide And by all accounts you really should have died