Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Harness your hopes on just one person
Because you know a harness
Was only made for one
[Verse 2]
Don't telegraph your passes
You'll end up with molasses
Cauterized with syrup
And syrup and molasses
[Verse 3]
And I'm checkin' out the asses
The assets that attract us
To anything that moves
We're deep inside the grooves
[Verse 4]
And it's time to shake the rations
'Cause someone's gonna cash in
The plot, it turns again
The reference starts at ten
[Verse 5]
Show me a word that rhymes with pavement
And I won't kill your parents
And roast them on a spit
[Verse 6]
And a-don't ya try to etch it
Or permanently sketch it
Or you're gonna catch a bad, bad cold
[Verse 7]
And the freaks have stormed the White House
I moved into a lighthouse
It's on a scenic quay
It's, oh, so far away
[Verse 8]
Far away from the beginnin'
The shroud is made of linen
The yearling took the purse
The Goth kid has a hearse
[Chorus]
Heartbreakin', earthquakin'
Kiwis, they are home bakin'
Minds, wide open, truly
[Verse 9]
Leisure, a leisure suit is nothin'
It's nothin' to be proud of
In this late century
[Verse 10]
And I'm askin' you to
Hold me, just like the mornin' paper
Pinched between your pointer
Your index and your thumb
[Verse 11]
It's a semi-automatic
Believers are ecstatic
You see the way they cling
The cold metallic sting
[Verse 12]
And I'm livin' in a coma
For Donna de Varona
The harness made of hopes
The lovers on the ropes
[Chorus]
Nun is to church
As the parrot is to perch
And my heart's wide open, truly
Written by: Stephen Malkmus
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