Michael Penn - Brave New World Lyrics
Baby's busy hiding in the bassinetwonderin' if the third world war started yetI told her I was pulling up and heading westshe said she would have come but she was overdressedso I sent a picture postcard of a midwest bankshe wrote me that she showed it to her new friend Frankwho noticed in a window on the 19th floora guy my age about to prove that man can't soarand he would also like to knowif I could just check around before I left this townfor slow-mo footage of the tumble down soThis may not be my best daybut this ain't no golden ageYou looked pretty on the freewaylet's drive into the brave new world.A van pulls up and someone offers me a ridethe driver lost the map and he was terrifiedeverybody whispering to save his pride say"son would you be kind enough to be our guide?"The driver yells "the one in back already tried,but his memory is rusty and his vision tied."glasses and a lubricant were by his side butthe tin man was inanimate, the lion liedThey did not want to see me gobut I did not want to be another muskateerplus the gas runs out before the van's in gearPlease don't hit me if I do saybut this ain't no golden ageYou looked so pretty on the freewaylet's drive into the brave new world...Buster and his company look good in blackthey're looking for a way out of the cul-de-sactearing through the phone book and the almanacthey all have dusty noses 'cause they sniff shellacthey finally found the number of a matadorwho rode up in a Beemer with a pricey whorebut Buster wasn't quick enoughhe'd lock the doorand rode off sayin' he'd be back before the warby then the night was falling slowand I did not want to stick around and just look oldwhen I saw you pulling onto my soft shoulderThis may not be my best daybut this ain't no golden ageYou looked pretty on the freewaylet's drive into the brave new world.
