Robert Pollard - Give Up the Grape lyrics

Every morning when I suffer the break Tell my baby I will give up the grape Other than that you know I'm all right Far in distance from the late Co-existence with Polaris and Moraine Tires and highways in cahoots It's an industry that cannot complain I drink myself astray From shadows of fantastic Middle-Earth Other than that you know I'm all right In the service of the sounds Sights and scenery of other lives less smitten Every lookout being cased Placed in solitude I bleed a horse more bitten I hide myself in a dream From Howdy Doody's terrorist regime Other than that you know I'm all right...