Okkervil River - Bruce Wayne Campbell Interviewed on the Roof of the Chelsea Hotel, 1979 lyrics

Pull down the shades, let's k** the morning Let's k** the morning, let it die Well, your eyes flash out a warning But there'll be another morning after afternoon and tonight f** long hours sick with singing Sick with singing the same songs In the bars, they'll soon be drinking Let's cash my check and drink along Old times, hello, hey, I've missed you Old life, hey now, let me in 'Cause you win on every issue Now, can I kiss you? Don't you care how long it's been? It has been so many years, I lived my yearning But in every bed, it led me through They only blew on what was burning And it grew, the fire grew And now with nothing to consume It's turned on me in my gla** room Where I'll burn, you think I'm finished Think I'm not winning Well, go on, a**ume So, take me, I'm yours, morning starship Sparkling stars line your lights as they lift off The loneliest street corner this clown has yet leaned against I'll let all these fine faces fold into me The warmth from the space lights illumines the sea As the laughingest mouths wetly open, but we set them sighing We'll take them flying And we'll take this man, left almost pa**ed out 'Cause we're pretty sure he needs a hand He says he can't stand And when we pick him up He asks us where this ship will land But he knows and we know it isn't coming down He knows we know we'll fly so far Till finally stars hold him in all around Till he forgets the ground Till he forgets the crawling way Real people sometimes are La, la, la, la, la.....