Company Calls Epilogue

作詞:Gibbard
synapse to synapse: the possibilitys thin.
im dressed up for free drinks and family
greetings on your wedding date. the
figures in plastic on the wedding cake
that i took were so real.
and i kept a distance: the complications cloud the
postcards and blips through fiberoptics,
as the girls with the pigtails were running
from little boys wearing bowties their
parent bought: 'ill catch you this time!'
crashing through the parlor doors, what
was your first reaction? screaming, drunk,
disorderly: ill tell you mine. you were the
one but i cant spit it out when the dates
been set. the white routine to be ingested
inaccurately.
synapse to synapse: the sneaky kids had
attached beer cans to the bumper so they
could drive up and down the main drag.
people would turn to see whos making the
racket. its not the first time.
when they lay down the fish will swim upstream
and ill contest but they wont listen
when the casualty rates near 100%,
and there isnt a pension for second best
or for hardly moving...
crashing through the parlor doors,
what was your first reaction? screaming, drunk,
disorderly: ill tell you mine.
you were the one but i cant
spit it out when the dates been set.
the white routine to be ingested inaccurately
you were the one but i cant
spit it out when the dates been set.
the white routine to be ingested inaccurately