Cleveland Bound d**h Sentence - Not Zelique Gla** lyrics

Six punks in a hundred dollar warehouse Moved out to the smalltown waterfront Half fantasy, half misery, half wishful thinking Adds up to less than you'd think that I'd be missing Thinking everything was changing, that was our mistake Projecting our own problems and ambitions on the landscape Investing all our hopes and burying our dreams Impatient for huge roots to grow from little seeds I could see Julia coming up over the hill Just back from a six week tour with Filth Dayglo yellow hair filling the empty street with light Like the sun coming up after a long cold oh well Sitting up on top of bottle hill eating ice cream Trying to sleep through Monsula rehearsing Eating oranges right off of the tree Riding Evan's moped out to go and feed the Ahh Thinking everything was changing, that was our mistake Projecting our own problems and ambitions on the landscape Investing all our hopes and burying our dreams Impatient for huge roots to grow from a little scene Crazy Art was an old guy who lived a block away Always on his pourch screaming about how it was gonna rain Dressed up like the lone ranger, we just smiled and waved How could a storm come on such a sunny day?