Loose Lips - Kimya Dawson

Loose lips might sink ships but loose kisses take trips

To San Francisco, double Dutch disco

Tech TV hottie, do it for Scotty

Do it for the living and do it for the dead

Do it for the monsters under your bed

Do it for the teenagers and do it for your mom

Broken hearts hurt but they make us strong and

We won’t stop until somebody calls the cops

And even then we’ll start again and just pretend that

Nothing ever happened

We won’t stop until somebody calls the cops

And even then we’ll start again and just pretend that

Nothing ever happened

We’re just dancing, we’re just hugging

Singing, screaming, kissing, tugging

On the sleeve of how it used to be

How’s it gonna be?

I’ll drop kick Russell Stover, move into the starting over house

And know Matt Rouse and Jest are watching me achieve my dreams

And we’ll pray, all damn day, every day

That all this shit our President has got us in will go away

While we strive to figure out a way we can survive

These trying times without losing our minds

So if you wanna burn yourself

Remember that I love you

And if you wanna cut yourself

Remember that I love you

And if you wanna kill yourself

Remember that I love you

Call me up before you’re dead, we can make some plans instead

Send me an IM, I’ll be your friend

Shysters live from scheme to scheme, but my 4th quarter pipe dreams

Are seeming more and more worth fighting for

So I’ll curate some situations, make my job a big vacation

And I’ll say fuck Bush and fuck this war

My war paint is Sharpie ink and I’ll show you how much my shit stinks

And ask you what you think because your thoughts and words are powerful

They think we’re disposable, well both my thumbs opposable

Are spelled out on a double word and triple letter score

We won’t stop until somebody calls the cops

And even then we’ll start again and just pretend that

Nothing ever happened

We won’t stop until somebody calls the cops

And even then we’ll start again and just pretend that

Nothing ever happened

We won’t stop until somebody calls the cops

And even then we’ll start again and just pretend that

Nothing ever happened

We won’t stop until somebody calls the cops

And even then we’ll start again and just pretend that

Nothing ever happened

We’re just dancing, we’re just hugging

Singing, screaming, kissing, tugging

On the sleeve of how it used to be