You’re in an all-girl band
Your futon’s second hand
Your parents understand but you don’t care
I have a job in a shop
I’m an undercover cop
I make sure the customers aren’t thieves
Old at being young
Young at being old
Everything’s on hold within our evolution
Chorus:
You’re my alternative girlfriend
I love you, and now you cannot pretend
There’s nothing left that won’t cross over
Last night we slept on the lawn
You woke up and I was gone
Back to the dream I dream to leave
My life with her is a bore
A worn-out metaphor
No more surprises up its sleeve
We’re old at being young
Young at being old
Everything’s been sold to other’s revolutions
Chorus
You live above your dad’s four-car garage
With your vinyl and imaginary entourage
If I pull up in a U-Haul, pack up quick
So we can get out of this town ’cause it makes me sick
Chorus
1 comment:
Hmmmmm, I would say that my choice is "Be My Yoko Ono" or... Maybe "One Week" but that would only be because of the Sailor Moon reference which the Angel was really into at the time that the song came out.
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