Robert Pollard - Case of Elimination lyrics

[Verse:] Why is night Braison light A nervous coin spinning to a halt A potter head The boiling led An epic battle courageous to a fault At the cafe of elimination where i'm going to the end of the night Why do you make time think you got a good suitcase In the cafe of elimination chewing down finger biting time I really see how you just want to look right into your eyes for the crime