Goat's Milk

Well I remember you, you haven't changed a bit
You've still got that sadness, it's hanging from your lips
You point your tattooed fingers at the fish
As they swim off to the sunset so freely

Oh there they go, there, there they go

With the contents of your pockets, you give surnames like "Shabazz"
Treat them like your children and you dress them up in drag
You're all down passing out predictions on the ave'
To conclusions of the book we are both reading

Somewhere between the spines

They say Time is always watching, he pours himself a drink
He says, "Well I don't read the news, I'd rather use that time to think
How I fly on by while you fiddle with your phones
Like foolish waves go crashing over unsuspecting stones"

You look into the mirror, blowing kisses at your flaws
Speaking broken Spanish, drinking goat's milk through a straw
The twinkle from your eyes is said to stimulate the gods
Or the businessmen who idolize your lunchbox

Saying, "What's he got, well what's he got?"

You watch them soldiers starving from your bleachers in the shade
On Halloween, you heed their knocks and feed them hand grenades
You'll suffer through martinis while old Frank Sinatra's played
On the speakers there to drown out the gunshots

Oh my, my, my, my

Time is always watching, he pours himself a drink
He says, "Well I don't read the news, I'd rather use that time to think
How I fly on by while you fiddle with your phones
Like foolish waves go crashing over unsuspecting stones"

Oh my, my, my, my

Communism's crumbled, cabinets have lied
And if they told you half the truth, you'd do your best to act surprised
There are holes in every mountain, lines on every road
There are tractors at the tree line making gypsies of the Joads

Mm-hm, mmmm mm-hm

(How was that?)