No Future - Craig Finn

By the way that you picked up the phone

I could tell that you weren’t gonna die

February is about as long as it is wide

I guess that I’ve been getting pretty good with it

Trying hard not to get too obsessed with it

I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised

I guess that I was pretty much prepared for it

I was just stuck in my own sense of time

Rigid and depressed, needy, halfway-pissed and resigned

Parking lots and the office talk

They punch my card at the coffee shop

I’m pretty sure we’re all gonna die

I’m pretty sure we’re all gonna die

I suppose you thought that I’d be shaken up

I suppose you thought I’d be gushing blood

Not true

I only died on the inside

And I suppose you thought that I’d be taken out

Back behind one of those bars downtown

Not true

I’m still alive on the outside

Good old Freddie Mercury is the only guy that advises me

And this time, he said if you can’t beat them join them

I’ve been reading about the Calvary

The crucifixion still gets to me

I guess Golgotha means the mount of execution

The best advice that I’ve gotten was from good old Johnny Rotten

He said «God save the Queen»

He said «No future for you

No future for me»

I suppose you thought that I’d be eaten up

By the bars or the pigs or the sheep or the studs

I’m alive

Except for the inside

I suppose you thought that I’d be the first one to go

By the bars or the pigs or the sheep or the shows

I’m alive

Except for the inside

But I don’t know nothing

Except for one thing for certain

The devil’s a person

I met him at the Riverside Perkins

Bedsheets for curtains

One thing’s for certain

The devil’s a person

I met him at the Riverside Perkins

Bedsheets for curtains