Adam Green - Bartholemew Lyrics
Bartholemew bring me a forkThere's a minstrel parade on tvLet the lights glow, an excellent reasonTo stay home tonightOh the old men wave their canesThey have yesterday's brainsAnd their worlds stop turning on sundaysThe young lives are clippedAnd smudged on the rocksDistorted and forgottenQuietly she enters the roomBut we can't talk, we can not be seenReturning her new pair of jeansJust to stay home tonightOh the mirror always showsThere's a stranger in my clothesStanding on the third railLost at seasearching for meAnd we don't know how to sailSo if you go to guitar storeYou will see me againHolding the doorIt's an excellent night to sleep on the floorIf you stay home tonightOh i saw you beforeIn the guitar storeI was lonely, lazy and uselessAnd Bartholemew moansTo the counterfeit clonesWhen he feels like he's not a human