Modest Mouse - Picking Dragons' Pockets
I ain't your passenger now. I ain’t your passenger now, nor your equipment.
An auditory trick. They’re a boot that begs to be licked. I am the tarmac, I’m the pilot, I’m the flight path. Can’t get past that.
Well they’ll go crazy if you don’t go crazy somehow.
And I’m not crazy ‘bout what they’re so crazy ‘bout now
We’ve been eating our own.
We’ve been eating our young.
We’ve been eating our own young.
Idle hands around the Devil's throat.
A suicide note that another hand wrote, and we’re used to this.
Well they’ll go crazy if you don’t go crazy somehow.
And I’m not crazy ‘bout what they’re so crazy ‘bout now
Picking dragons pockets and away we go! Breathe in poison, then you breathe out smoke
It’s clear I’m looking for an anecdote. Well you pay for garbage and you’ve cast your vote.
I found out just how low I’d go. Came up from the bottom looking like a ghost. I tried to go to Aukland but just did not go, turns out when it rains it snows.
A pile of leaves in the wind. Fresh clothes on dirty skin. The means to meet no ends again.
Picking Dragons pockets and away we go, my eyes are their eyes watch the show.
Facts aren’t facts on screens that glow but we’re a pretty tricky little animal.
Well I’m not crazy ‘bout what they’re so crazy 'bout now
And they’ll go crazy if you don’t go crazy somehow.
The looked at side of a microscope.
Voice to skull try to crush your soul.
But we’re a pretty tricky little animal.
Killers get killed. That’s just the way it goes.
Well something that I know for sure is LOVE MAKES LOVE and hate makes more.
For sure a tricky little animal.
We’re a pretty tricky little animal.
Well something that I know for sure is LOVE MAKES LOVE and hate makes more.
For sure a tricky little animal.
We’re a pretty tricky little animal.
I ain’t your passenger now. I ain’t your passenger now I’m just equipment.
We’ve been eating our own.
We’ve been eating our young.
We’ve been eating our own young.
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