Modest Mouse - Tiny Cities Made Of Ashes Lyrics
Were going down the road to tiny cities made of ashesIm going to hit you on the faceIm going to punch you in your glasses, oh noI just got a message that saidYeah, hell has frozen over.I got a phone call from the lord saying,Hey boy, get a sweater, right now.So were drinkin drinkin drinkin drinkin coca coca colaI can feel it rolling right on downOh right on down my throat nowAs were headed down the road towards tiny cities made of ashesIm gonna get dressed up in plasticGonna shake hands with the masses, oh no!Does anybody know a way that a body could get away?Does anybody know a way?Were going down the road to tiny cities made of ashesIm going to hit you on the faceIm going to punch you in your glassesIm wearing myself a t-shirt that saysThe world is my ashtrayOur hearts pump dust and our hairs all greyAnd I just got a message that saidYeah, hell has frozen over.I got a phone call from the lord saying,Hey boy, get a sweater, right now!Does anybody know a way that a body could get away?Does anybody know a way?Were drinkin drinkin drinkin drink coca coca colaI can feel it rolling right on downOh right on down my throatAs were headed down the road towards tiny cities made of ashesIm going to lay down (at the spa? ) where they coat you in molassesRight now!Does anybody know a way that a body could get away?Does anybody know a way?
