Late-Century Dream [2] - Superchunk

Well you never did like the way the road stretched out

Never knowing where all these oily black threads are tied

Under the lights of a spaceship landed

On the ice of a curve unsanded

There’s a clover leaf

That’ll wreck your life

And everybody lives in a knot

Everybody lives in a knot

Everybody’s trying to make space around what they think they’ve got

Everybody lives in a knot

Everybody lives in a knot

Everybody’s trying to make space around what they think they’ve got

It was never better

It was never any better

But a nation is not soothed

When they tell her

And the doctors all look shocked

But everybody grows up weened on some sick late century dream

Or the happy face on a shirt smiling «shop till you drop,» yeah

Everybody lives in a knot

Everybody lives in a knot

Everybody’s trying to make space around what they think they’ve got

Everybody’s trying to hold on to a dream even as they watch it rot

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