Crumb - Record Company lyrics

If I could sell records as well As I sleep I wouldn't dwell on her almost constantly Well I could sell records as well I wouldn't be here with you I wouldn't be here with you now Well the past eleven years I stayed in bed If not there, then therein The only Volvo with anticrack Well the past ten times, it don't last It never does or it never did Sometimes I'd give my whole life to be dead The city sleeps another week Fog rolls in we disappear No one cares Well the second verse is a constant curse Not unlike the first in many ways And I just can't decide which is worse These days on a different mood Which is more romantic A streetlamp or a moonlit front step The city sleeps another week Fog rolls in we disappear No one cares The song ends and I'm right back where I began Always again another no more woe is me Still a little tired and a little bit lonely The city sleeps another week Fog rolls in we disappear No one cares