Dan Bejar - Modern Painters lyrics

Modern painters can't decide Why every time she smiles it's just a dream Of a world inside... There's a world inside... There's a drunkard picking fights with the bride On what we thought would be a new, new day... You could always stay in tonight And see if what the walls have been whispering is right... I mean, that sh** is right up your alley, isn't it?... A girl in every port But the world still makes sport of you, saying - "Go find a reason... Call it Helicopter Season... Now, repeat after me - Is it for This I have hunted?" Field and Stream: Our second favorite magazine about new ways of living... Modern painters can't decide... (don't cry)