Spoon - June's Foreign Spell lyrics

Distracted by each career milestone
Though they're all in his hands
He set up his best ones for weeks
And the questions all get answered
Before they're asked to him
Tells you sit right back
He's talking through his teeth

And I don't believe the things he'll say
But, I'll call him up and give him flack
And it's sad but true
The sounds that don't come back
And I can see him tap producer, fix his lines
And that makes me feel like a rat
I feel like a rat so I'd like you to set it
Straight now on this one this one, this one
All fixed up now for June’s foreign spell
All sad 'bout it now
June’s bitter soil again
All fixed up now for all sad about it for
Oh, no, can't take this another year
Oh, no, can't take this another year
Drop two steps back and take the place
Of who that came before now