Say Anything - Attaboy lyrics

Attaboy, attaboy
Sometimes I have problems relating to Batman
A billionaire in a bondage suit stomping
The destitute with Freudian jackboots
Then I realize he’s an
Anarchist radical in disguise
He probably listens to In My Eyes
Of course it feels better when you
Realize a punk can fly he can fly

Friends wanted you to just
What they told you?
Have them both at, have them both at once
Have them both at once
Why don’t you feel bad? Why
Don’t you feel had?
You split the baby just to please
The crutch of desperate mothers out for blood
Oh, attaboy, attaboy

Sometimes I gut and skin those
Who cannot reconcile my stance:
Muddled spiritual phrase pseudo-political
Rage beer gut on a sober man
Then I press my calloused flesh to
Someone who’s out of my league
And knowingly laugh knowing life is
Transcending heat-death and it's aftermath
Attaboy, attaboy

Friends wanted you to just
What they told you?
Have them both at, have them both at once
Have them both at once
Why don’t you feel bad? Why
Don’t you feel had?
You split the baby just to please
The crutch of desperate mothers out for blood
Attaboy, attaboy

Why do you do what they told you?

I think it’s a crying shame that
You’re not at this show
Because I’m trying to tap into
Something you reluctantly know
Don’t jam it in private so
All your co-workers won’t know
Nobody’s watching over you
You can nod your head precious
We can drown out the daytime soap you live
And the ghosts you’ve been mourning
I know we keep just plugging
Away at the same octave
Chords, we only know octave chords
A career built
On octave chords butchered to jilted time
But it’s the frightfully mundane
That keeps us alive so, keep on keeping on

Keep on keeping on keep on keeping on
Keep on keeping on keep on keeping on
Keep on, keep movin' on (keeping on)
Keep on keeping on