Lousy Connection - Ezra Furman

It’s late at night it’s time to tell you my secrets

My personality’s cut up into pieces

Modern society’s my one secret weakness

I’m out of money and I’m out of my mind

We can’t fit in so we just head for the fringes

Your universe of blue lipstick and syringes

Your bedroom doorway with the bugs in the hinges

Some things about you that I don’t understand at all

But I, I don’t wanna be the bad guy

I wanna see myself from the outside

Can you hear me now?

Wait can you.

Wait, wait can you hear me now?

'Cause I, I have got a lousy connection

I promise my undying affection

Can you hear me now?

Wait, wait can you.

Wait can you hear me now?

So I’ve been working on this letter to congress

Regarding some things that I think they should address

Showed up in court wearing an Indian headdress

Somehow I think maybe the message was lost

It seems the clarity we knew is degraded

A royal flush where all the faces have faded

I want the universe, God knows I’ve been patient

I hear your voice behind a staticky storm

The century seems like it’s turning out okay

It’s like a game of worldwide karaoke

And my rich friends and me just sit and blow smoke rings

There’s nothing happening and it’s happening too fast

Try to interpret but the message is scrambled

The institutions that I lean have crumbled

I’ve got the world’s ear;

I’m all fucking mumbles

I guess I’m just another link in a chain

I, I don’t want to be the bad guy

I want to see myself from the outside

Can you hear me now?

Wait can you.

Wait can you hear me now?

And I, I have got a lousy connection

I promise my undying affection

Can you hear me now?

Wait, wait can you.

Wait just can you hear me now?