LIke a Record Player - The Lawrence Arms

I’m like a record player

I keep goin' round

with a needle in my arm

making someone else’s sound

and lately I’ve been dreaming

of blue and empty skies

but nothing like that ever

crosses red and weary eyes

I’ve been traveling with bottles

working close with cans

sitting up forever with my best friends in a van

They’ve been saying «just a living»

but I don’t know what they mean

cuz I don’t think they’ll ever be looking live to me

it’s the only game that I know how to play

The time, the time, to say goodbye

passed us long ago.

and I would say I (we've) overstayed

my welcome but you know

I don’t think I’m (we're) ever going home

I don’t need a doctor

cuz anyone can see

that I had all of these shots

and I am still sick as I can be

I think I need to rest my eyes

so baby come with me

lay down here beside me

keep me warm while I sleep

There’s trouble on the way

huh!

you poised to leave?

there always is and will

sit and have a drink with me

where we go all we got is these days that we made

but I don’t wanna waste them being wistful or afraid

Without all of you I’d be even lower down

You know what I want to say but I can’t get it out

The time, the time, to say goodbye

passed us long ago.

and I would say we’ve overstayed

my welcome but you know

I don’t think we’re ever going home

I don’t think we’re ever going home, oh no!