Afterlife (Live at Mercury Lounge 1february1997 Nyc)

The forced line is a hard line
I've always got my mind
And it's always where I'm not

Maybe you're all set but I'm upset
And just when you're forgetting what I never get
My mind's on it yet

Force feed me some remedy and leave me here in your bed
You're kind to sit and underrate what is all in my head

But I know it's more than you take it for
Each weekend when you're away
Is just like the last, each one's like the next
Who needs a holiday in an afterlife?

Cautiously you sip the cup I drink of
I can give you slack that you can't take up
Like all of the girls that I can even think of
You're keeping a distance that I can't make up

And I know it's more than you'll take it for
Each weekend when you're away
Is just like the last, each one's like the next
Who needs a holiday in an afterlife?

The forced line is a hard line
I've always got my mind
It's always where I'm not

Jammed like a fork in a corner wall socket
I've got a mood, even my hunger won't stop it
No need to intrude when I'm running full throttle
I've got a cork, stick it in my bottle

I know it's more than you take it for
Each weekend when you're away
Is just like the last, each one's like the next
Who needs a holiday in an afterlife?

In an afterlife
In an afterlife