Three Cheers for the Invisible Hand
I feel the summer
Evaporating
On the out groove
Of an old 45
Me and my girlfriend
We're seventeen now
We might get married
Though I'm not sure quite why
Oh quite why
Oh we'll live on a quiet street named Macaulay
Just like the ones you've seen in the drawings
Out on suburban streets lawns are sprawling
Over the hills and under the awnings
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Thirty years later
A midlife crisis
In my Ferrari
Wave at the girls who walk by
I see my son there
He's on his skateboard
No, he won't do
But I go for a high-five
A high-five
Oh we'll live on a quiet street named Macaulay
Just like the ones you've seen in the drawings
Putting out cigarettes on our foreheads
Come home from work, get drunk 'til we're scarlet
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
But we're waiting to die
We're waiting to die
Saving for another life
I'm
Saving for another life
I'm
Saving for another life
Oh we'll live on a quiet street named Macaulay
Just like the ones you've seen in the drawings
Putting out cigarettes on our foreheads
Come home from work, get drunk 'til we're scarlet
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Evaporating
On the out groove
Of an old 45
Me and my girlfriend
We're seventeen now
We might get married
Though I'm not sure quite why
Oh quite why
Oh we'll live on a quiet street named Macaulay
Just like the ones you've seen in the drawings
Out on suburban streets lawns are sprawling
Over the hills and under the awnings
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Thirty years later
A midlife crisis
In my Ferrari
Wave at the girls who walk by
I see my son there
He's on his skateboard
No, he won't do
But I go for a high-five
A high-five
Oh we'll live on a quiet street named Macaulay
Just like the ones you've seen in the drawings
Putting out cigarettes on our foreheads
Come home from work, get drunk 'til we're scarlet
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
But we're waiting to die
We're waiting to die
Saving for another life
I'm
Saving for another life
I'm
Saving for another life
Oh we'll live on a quiet street named Macaulay
Just like the ones you've seen in the drawings
Putting out cigarettes on our foreheads
Come home from work, get drunk 'til we're scarlet
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Credits
Writer(s): Andrew R Paull
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