Metric Album

Old world underground where are you now?
Subtract my age from the mileage
on my speeding heart, credit cards
accelerate, accumulate
looked for you downtown
wound up in a movie with no story
now it's late and you are nowhere to be found

hesitation's always mine
hesitate outside the times
with all I don't say
with all I don't do
I'm sending you
Invitations to hesitate too

Every ten year-old enemy soldier
Thinks falling bombs are shooting stars sometimes
But she doesn't make wishes on them
When she wishes, she wishes for less ways to wish for
More ways to work toward it
Ten year-old enemy soldier
Our falling bombs are her shooting stars

hesitation's always mine
hesitate outside the times
oh call me or drop me a line
say you've been with me
say you've been with me
say you've been with me
this whole time

old world underground I never knew you
But I've seen your face everywhere
there was a farm before we tore
the small town down
multiply divide

Behold the fishnet slut tonight
Hustle Rose goes from limb to limb
Fingertip to painted lip she sways her way up to him
Says, “Now that your wallet is all lit up
Now that your wallet is all lit up
Now that your wallet is all lit up
Now that your wallet is all lit up
Now that your wallet is all lit up
Now that your wallet is all lit up
Now that your wallet is all lit up
Now that your wallet is all lit up
Now that your wallet is all lit up
You're gonna wanna wear it out”
If you're looking for something life-like
Hit a sardine nightclub
If every surface you touch is cold
Never go home
He says, “I can't feel a thing, my dreams are so tight
Why wouldn't I stand in line tonight?”

Now that your wallet is all lit up
You're gonna wanna wear it out
You're gonna wanna wear it out

You could throw me a bone
If I get too close you wake me up
remind me softly to go
If I forget won't you wake me up
Remind me not to feel a thing
Keep the dream tight
I can't feel a thing
My dreams are so tight
Why wouldn't I stand in line tonight?

Lonesome for no one when
The room was empty and
War as we knew it was obsolete
Nothing could beat complete denial

All we do is talk, sit, switch screens
As the homeland plans enemies

All we do is talk, static split screens
As the homeland plans enemies

Invasion's so succexxy

Let's drink to the military
The glass is empty
Faces to fill and cars to feed
Nothing could beat complete denial

All we do is talk, sit, switch screens
As the homeland plans enemies

All we do is talk, static split screens
As the homeland plans enemies

Invasion's so succexxy

Passive attraction, programmed reaction
Passive attraction, programmed reaction
Action distraction, more information
Flesh saturation, lips on a napkin
Ass ass ass

Where does the time go?
We're waking up so slowly
Days are horizontal lately
Out of body, watched from above
Out of body, watched from above

Passive attraction, programmed reaction
More information, cash masturbation
Follow the pattern- the hemlines, the headlines
Action distraction,faster than fashion
Faster than fashion,faster than fashion

Lonesome for no one when
The room was empty and
War as we knew it was obsolete
Nothing could beat denial

We used to leave the blue lights on
and there was a beat
ever since you have been gone it's all caffeine-free
faux punk fatigue
said it all before
they try to kick it, their feet fall asleep
get no harm done no
none of them want to fight me

combat baby come back baby
fight off the lethargy
don't go quietly
combat baby
said you would never give up easy
combat baby come back

get back in town I wanna paint it black
wanna get around
easy living crowd so flat
said it all before
they try to kick it, their feet fall asleep
I want to be wrong but
No one here wants to fight me like you do


combat baby come back baby
fight off the lethargy
don't go quietly
combat baby
said you would never give up easy
combat baby come back

I try to be so nice
Compromise
Who gets it good?
Every mighty mild seventies child
Every mighty mild seventies child
Beats me

Do doo doo doo

combat baby come back baby
combat baby come back
bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye baby
combat baby come back

how I miss your ranting
do you miss my all time lows

I'm sick, you're tired, let's dance
Break to love make lust I know it isn't
I'm sick, you're tired, let's dance
Cold as numbers but let's dance

As though it were easy for you to lead me
I could be passive gracefully

Half the horizon's gone for a skyline of numbers
Half the horizon's gone we're working the numbers
‘till I'm sick

Sleep don't pacify us until
Daybreak sky lights up the grid we live in
Dizzy when we talk so fast
Fields of numbers streaming past

I wish we were farmers, I wish we knew how
To grow sweet potatoes and milk cows

Tonight your ghost will ask my ghost,
Where is the love?
Tonight your ghost will ask my ghost,
Who here is in line for a raise?
Tonight your ghost will ask my ghost,
Where is the love?
Tonight your ghost will ask my ghost,
Who put these bodies between us?

Falling for the creep the body leech here he comes
Vicious hypnosis, a clenched fist saying it's wrong
to want more than a folk song
underneath the shaker knit he's a brick wall
she keep falling for the trick vegetariate sing-along
give a little kick with your fine thigh high

doo-doo-doo we're on to you
tearing her down, talking her down under your breath
making a mess, see she is happy you wanna break it

doo-doo-doo we're on to you
tearing her down, talking her down under your breath
making a mess, see she is happy you wanna break it

doo-doo-doo we're on to you
your phony roots, borrowed guitar
telling her what to think we are
you the number one wet blanket
hardly a day goes by you don't try to break down
no I don't buy it
you're still around I wonder why
she just keep…

Falling for the creep the body leech here he comes
Vicious hypnosis, a clenched fist saying it's wrong
to want more than a folk song
underneath the shaker knit he's a brick wall
she keep falling for the creep
the body leech coming on
vicious hypnosis, clenched fist saying
it's wrong to want more than a folk song
I'm wrong to want more than a folk song
I'm wrong to want more than a folk song
underneath the shaker knit he's a brick wall
she keep falling for the trick vegetariate sing-along
give a little kick with your fine thigh high

doo-doo-doo

doo-doo-doo we're on to you
tearing her down, talking her down under your breath
making a mess, see she is happy you wanna break it

doo-doo-doo we're on to you
your bathing suit, borrowed guitar
telling her what to think we are
you the number one wet blanket
you're still around I wonder why
you the number one wet blanket

you'll never believe me so why don't you find out for yourself
then you'll see the glass hidden in the grass
bad seeds come and go for which you must allow
sick down to my heart that's just the way it goes

True beautiful one
What have you gone and done
I can see all your moves are new
Tell me what did that salesman do to you

That catalogue replaced
the fine mind behind your face
no human trio can compete
when that three way mirror meets your eye

on a slow night
on a slow night

How you would walk the fashion mile
Hand me down and call it style
Your boots were scratchy black
Your hat was just a hat
The lips on you were plain
The better to a kiss sustain

on a slow night
on a slow night

All dressed down to catch a whiff of the buzz
Smells like the death of the last great cause
But you & I we've been through that and that is not our fate
Give my face to the back of your head
Loyal in your shadow
Yeah yeah yeah
Broken accidental stars

Do lawyers have lawyers?
Do landlords have landlords? we're wondering
One more cheap suit in the loop, more chlorine in the pool
The blonde dolls smiling behind us
Say, one day you'll be just like us

All dressed up to catch a glimpse of the list
We've seen some success, it looks like a camero
Yeah yeah yeah
Broken accidental stars

Do lawyers have lawyers?
Do landlords have landlords? we're wondering
One more cheap suit in the loop, more chlorine in the pool
The blonde dolls smiling behind us
Say, one day you'll be just like us

Calling from the next hotel – can you put me on the list?
Who we are now we will always be- the best haircuts are taken

Calling from the next hotel – can you put me on the list?
Who we are now we will always be- the best haircuts are taken

Calling from the next hotel – can you put me on the list?
Who we are now we will always be- the best haircuts are taken

Calling from the next hotel – can you put me on the list?
Who we are now we will always be

Skip town. slow down
push it to the east coast
Step down turn around
push it to the west
Need less, use less
we're asking for too much I guess
Cause all we get is…

Dead disco
Dead funk
Dead rock and roll
Remodel
Everything has been done
La la la la la la la la la la

Tits out, pants down
Overnight to London
Touch down, look around
Everyone's the same
World wide, air tight
No one's got a face left to blame
And all we get is…

Dead disco
Dead funk
Dead rock and roll
Remodel
Everything has been done
La la la la la la la la la la

Dead disco
Dead funk
Dead rock and roll
Remodel
Everything has been done
La la la la la la la la la la

I know,
I know you tried to change things
I know you tried to change
I know

There's spring in the air
they're sweeping the streets
wind is a breeze
the sun becomes her he agrees

what's holding up her face?
nothing but blue skies
passage ways to windows
that don't close

where do you live?
love is a place
where are you from?
She says, ask yourself ask anyone
what's holding up her face
nothing but blue skies
passage ways the mind's eye
contemplates