The 6ths, Mitch Easter - Pillow Fight lyrics

How sad the castle with
No foundation underground
Sadder still is the lover with
No mystery left unfound
You threaten to pack your trunks
And go back to Chinatown

Did I say something impolitic?
Or did I lay it on too thick?
And are we breaking up tonight?
Or can we have a pillow fight?

Do we really need to hire a plane
To carpetbomb down memory lane?
And shall we figure out who's right?
Or can we have a pillow fight?
Diverse unpleasantnesses gather around
Our bed like pigeons round a park bench
Clamoring to be fed
Let us kill all these rats with
Wings by feeding them poisoned bread

Did I say something impolitic?
Or did I lay it on too thick?
And are we breaking up tonight?
Or can we have a pillow fight?

Do we really need to hire a plane
To carpetbomb down memory lane?
And shall we figure out who's right?
Or can we have a pillow fight?