WHY? - For Someone lyrics
[WHY? - For Someone lyrics]
On the top shelf, three bells
Twelve years old
Turn the middle bottle clockwise twice
Pull the pool cue rack and
The back comes loose now crawl on your knees
And follow where it leads
There on Easter grass from last year's basket
In a Nike box from '92
Are the keys to the barman's Karmann Ghia
A three day lead at least
Leave this place in peace
6: 03, the city is asleep
And these streets are seven seas
Of confetti in the breeze
When dawn comes and I'm waiting on the beach
Like a slow sucking leech for someone
Is it you? Is it you?
Stashed under the dash is a ragged map
Preset 3 is the secret frequency
The dot dash code tells what back road
Come forthright at dawn
In one month with white scarf on
6: 03, the city is asleep
And these streets will grieve a
Million Mardi Gras beads when dawn comes
Each one glistening like a Super
Bowl ring in the sun is it you?
Is it you?
In the dearth of your wakefulness on Earth
You might purchase some Safeway
Eggs of course
In one might be your friend, a paper fortune
Or a key
Then wouldn't you be divinely obliged
To inquire and see?
Don't think so, well you know me and my kind
I might change, you might change your mind
Twelve years old
Turn the middle bottle clockwise twice
Pull the pool cue rack and
The back comes loose now crawl on your knees
And follow where it leads
There on Easter grass from last year's basket
In a Nike box from '92
Are the keys to the barman's Karmann Ghia
A three day lead at least
Leave this place in peace
6: 03, the city is asleep
And these streets are seven seas
Of confetti in the breeze
When dawn comes and I'm waiting on the beach
Like a slow sucking leech for someone
Is it you? Is it you?
Stashed under the dash is a ragged map
Preset 3 is the secret frequency
The dot dash code tells what back road
Come forthright at dawn
In one month with white scarf on
6: 03, the city is asleep
And these streets will grieve a
Million Mardi Gras beads when dawn comes
Each one glistening like a Super
Bowl ring in the sun is it you?
Is it you?
In the dearth of your wakefulness on Earth
You might purchase some Safeway
Eggs of course
In one might be your friend, a paper fortune
Or a key
Then wouldn't you be divinely obliged
To inquire and see?
Don't think so, well you know me and my kind
I might change, you might change your mind