Queen Anne

Slouching towards Bethlehem, you're gonna die someday

Bagels and lox, Mary's kicked the can

You in your easy chair, Reading the evening news

The break room sucks and the tensions are high

But you know she cares, It's all the truth

but god I don't, I don't wanna be you

Fishing up in Queen Anne, Joe says you're a beauty queen

And I didn't stutter in our mother tongue

Dissolve in a sardine can, it's homecoming, kiss me, man

And I hum along, but you don't hear me

And you know there's rocks, it's a powerful, steady wake

If there's one thing that's true, I don't wanna be you

I'm alive in Queen Anne, cinescope at my hand

But it hurts to whistle when you bite the dust

Built a kaleidoscope, it's a vesicant motor boat

So if you lick poison, don't touch your face

And you know we can't, Have dinner with you man

If there's one thing that's true. I don't wanna be you