Wow, Owls! - Houston, We Have a Drinking Problem lyrics

There was laughter one fall ago, now its distilled The remenats are tinted brown sinking to the cup tipped upfor a toast Your window is a television lit up with a line of pretty people Waiting for their fifteen minutes The actors are fake friends but at least I know they don't secretly hate me Can you hear me? Can you hear me clipping on your radio? There's a song playing on my stereo I sing along wishing I could become a vessel So my soul can soar, can travel back in time I sing along to my stereo It always sounds better in my head I wanted to write a f** you song, now i know that the you could be me There's a vague resemblance in the looking gla** to a person that I once knew Maybe hed tell me, "its a sad stale coffee cup slogan, youre not going to make it."