Medications - The Perfect Target lyrics

Meet up on north side West of the common line See up the right skirt Your wallet will make it right I want to get a moment of pleasure out of The fact that I'm in the middle of it Come off with your policy of economics Collect your loss but I'm selling buy it Anywhere Could be there I'd be leaving But I love Craning my neck high To witness other sails Too wet to make gains Too dry to leap again How long 'til we can a**a**inate the sun? And live under the moon staring at it The stars taking pictures as we rest our legs And plan a trip You look sentimental How awful that this makes me sick Can't compose Say I would try and get this fixed Instead Diet of soft words Spoken with sharp tongues Crumbled with culture Only demography I want to get a moment of pleasure out of The fact that I'm in the middle of it Come off with your policy of economics Collect your loss but I'm selling buy it This is a celebration This is a celebration If all else fails If all else fails How awful that this makes me sick Can't compose Say I would try and get this fixed Instead And the cranes that lift Doing battle with Iconography This city's own