Dime Store Prophets - Fantastic Distraction Lyrics
He's mouthing words I can?t make out, something about innocenceHe calls us all his best friendsAnd swaggers into the haze of no questionsJoy keeps a strict diet of popsicles, pop-tarts, and heroinShe likes to open the doors and go looking for MorrisonShe biped and fell on JesusHe says I've been walking the gardens looking for youI've been desperate tooMaybe she?s just hiding from the big thingMaybe she's just hiding from the big thingIn a fantastic distractionTwelve steps forward and thirteen steps backSonny works hard on the pavement all of the live long dayHe drives home, sits down with his burdens placed where his wife should beTurns on the TV setAnd toxicates himself with gamma raysWhite noise for the painMaybe he's just hiding from the big thingMaybe he's just hiding from the big thingIn a fantastic distractionTwelve steps forward and thirteen steps backMoth on the window paneDrawn to the lightCan?t find an openingBack to the light