Jimmy Tomorrow — текст песни (Waitresses)

Shocked? Dismayed?
Or maybe just a little upset
Well, no, this isn`t pretty
And yes, my hair was longer then
It`s what happens when your choices
Are narrowed to fashion or violence
Adjustments, you make adjustments
There`s nothing left wrong with me
That money can`t cure
But I don`t want to be somebody else`s
Learning experience
Some rich kid`s way to spend his allowance
I want magic in my real world
Some modern voodoo to make it work
Voodoo to make it work
I remembered what you sputtered
Chewing your stupid fuel
You said, you said, The amplification of the eternal
Present is the technology of desire. Shoo!
I thought you were already corroded...
I said, You don`t know me, I`ll be the one
Pulling that perfect crime, flushing
This place down that huge hole
When I quit cigarettes.
But, it was just more gas
We were all wearing falsies
...weren`t we?
So I`ll stop being clever
and just say it straight
I guess I set impossible goals
and I don`t know when to quit
Is that it? Is that it? Is that it? Is that it?
[chorus]:
Found a cure for daylight yet?
Tom Tomorrow and Sermonette
Found a cure for gravity yet?
Yes, I`m addicted to roofs and jets
Found a cure for hunger yet?
Black coffee, cigarettes
Found a cure for desire yet?
I don`t wanna talk about that,
I don`t wanna talk about that
[repeat chorus]
I don`t wanna talk about that
Why do you keep asking me?
[repeat chorus]
My goals?
My goals are to find a cure for irony
and make a fool out of God.