Pernice Brothers - Somerville lyrics

I'm sick of the cynical I'm sick of the fashion show The vapid and overblown someone someone tells me I ought to know I wouldn't stay around if the money let me linger on 'til the end of December And waste another year like a minute, trying to forget, 'cause I remember my home I left there with bitter words I'll go back with cap in hand, and launder the bed I made, hurtful things said, and pick up where I began The penny lost its shine Dirty ankles on the promenade in rubber flip-flop sandals Give me back the rags, the neurotic and the sweet lament, 'cause I can't handle it I'm gonna take a lover Gonna take her back to Somerville Show her around the neighborhood, re-case the place and settle down Gonna take a lover Gonna take her back to Somerville Don't care if she's pretty as we leave s** City