Mason Jennings - Bullet lyrics

This is a bullet from a
Gun called "what the fuck?"
If i was standing in your shoes
I'd throw my hands straight up
And start explaining at the speed of light
Not sound how the words get some coffee
Came to mean get down
And all the kings horses and
All the kings yen
Couldn't stop the abracadabra that
Invites these men and all the alleyways in
Amsterdam could not compete
Against the wall street speed with
Which you leave your feet
Oh, yes, this song is a joke
Funny like our house going up in smoke
Funny like the bomb between my
Teeth when we kiss
You pulled out the pin with
Your own sweet lips
Everytime the phone rings you get there first
And when the pizza man comes you
Always run for your purse
Now i'm the son of a banker
I know just what the deal is
If you wrote it out in braille
I wouldn't even have to feel it
Oh, yes, this song is a joke
Funny like our house going up in smoke
Funny like the bomb between my
Teeth when we kiss
You pulled out the pin with
Your own sweet lips
Funny how goodbye can sound so sad sometimes
Today it sounds happy like a nursery rhyme
And you're not cinderella
So don't forget your shoes
I've never been as lonely as
When i was with you
Oh, yes, this song is a scream
Funny like our loving doused in gasoline
Funny like the bomb between my
Teeth when we kiss
You pulled out the pin with
Your own sweet lips
This is fireman mcneil from the hennepin line
We got the call around ten
We couldn't get there in time
There was a driveway leading to
A hole in the ground
I got the heebies bone deep and
Turned the truck straight around
Oh, yes, this song is a joke
Funny like my fingers in your bicycle spokes
Funny like the bomb between my
Teeth when we kiss
You pulled out the pin with
Your own sweet lips