Knock the Bottom Out

Knocked the bottom out of it
Kicked a hole in the floor
Rusted all the hinges
Broke the glass, and burnt the door
He tried to lead her to water
But she would not drink
She tried to make him smarter
But he would not think
No, no
She wanted to make him happy, make him feel like a man
So she began to sing as loud as she can
But, as it turns out, this is not what he wants
Maybe it was because, at the time, they were in a restaurant
He knocked the bottom out of it
So she kicked a great big hole in the side
And the ride they are taking is still goin' on
They shouldn't worry bout nothin'
'Cause the fights never come more than six at a time
To tear it apart is bad enough
But to nail it back together is still a crime

They forget to marvel at the splendor of renewal
Every year they let the springtime pass them by
And I often wonder if pain and rage can make you tan
'Cause, in the heat of the battle
They can't walk beneath the summer sky
Once a year they get away from each other
And she might have noticed the color of the leaves
'Cause it was autumn, and he was out hunting
And that gave her the chance to do the same
It was already the tenth of March before they got around
To griping about the fact that they were too busy fighting
To remember Christmas
Oh no
Didn't they hear the Christmas chimes?
Did they know it snowed three times?
For two enemies locked in a season of conflict
All the other seasons look the same
He knocked the bottom out of it
So she kicked a great big hole in the side
And the ride they are taking is still goin' on, yeah
They shouldn't worry bout nothin'
'Cause the fights never come more than six at a time
To tear it apart is bad enough
But to nail it back together is still a crime
He called her up and said, hey, come over baby
And put some lotion on my back
'Cause I just spent nine hours at the lake
Playin' with a girl that you hate
It was too damn nice of a day for us to play in the sack
Open hailing frequencies, give me ship-to-ship
I gotta try to convince these kids to get off the blip
Open a channel to Starfleat, mamma, advise them of our luck
Forward scanners show a binary system
With gravitational flows in flux
We poor peasants
We want a happy ending
The king and the queen gotta try to wrap it up
Let 'em find love, or let 'em find life

I decided to write this down one weekend in May
And nobody seemed to know where they'd gone
It's my guess that they drove away to figure it out
But Heaven surely knows it won't last for long
He knocked the bottom out of it
So she kicked a great big hole in the side
And the ride they are taking is still goin' on
They shouldn't worry 'bout nothin'
'Cause the fights never come more than six at a time
To tear it apart is bad enough
But to nail it back together is still a crime
It's a crime
It's a crime
Said, It's a crime
It's a crime, it's a crime, it's a crime
It's a crime, it's a crime, it's a crime
It's a crime, it's a crime, it's a crime
It's a crime, it's a crime, it's a crime
It's a crime, it's a crime, it's a crime
It's a crime, it's a crime, it's a crime
It's a crime, it's a crime, it's a crime
It's a crime