Portastatic - Naked Pilseners lyrics

Old man in the green sweater Leans over the bridge rail And I worship this weather After so much gray And the violins swell in my head We lie in the sun by the stinking pond with our scales turning red This is the land of half-finished roads And cheap gla** j**elry We make that stuff you drink too much of So take some home With a picture for your friends Can you tell me where this road Can you tell me where this road ends? We are past the point of caring what we wear or what you think of it The floor of the grove of trees gets raked on time This place it has been drained, the clock wound down And no one could stop it We jump in and out of the time machine as if owned it, as if we'd know better As if we'd know better This is the land of half-finished roads And cheap gla** j**elry We make that stuff you drink too much of So take some home With a picture for your friends Can you tell me where this road Can you tell me where this road ends? The sign at the fork in the road says, "Straight on" The sign at the fork in the road says, "Straight on" The sign at the fork in the road says, "Straight on" The sign at the fork in the road says, "Straight on"