Stephen Malkmus and the Jicks Follow

you come on like gang busters laying it thick
a (boring of sleepstack?) lost in the sticks
it's warm for a witch trial, don't you agree
cold are the hands that would ever touch me

you got the energy of a classic creep
with sex vibe from miles and shark eyes asleep
no intuition
no need to (slooth?)
a bore is a man who would sully my youth

a one minute story is all that you are
a song undeveloped beyond the first bar
for all of your hustle what did you win
woe is the man with a cheshire cat grin

you criticize life
you criticize fame
you criticize situations you've never been in
but done for the day times
what comes soon enough
alright

the panic is leaking
from every clear pore
your enemies weaken
a sideline torch
some room for the crucifix
on the scold full of racks (?)
alright

I'm in love with the people
I'm in love with the saint
I'm in the love with the soldier from Baltimore
Baltimore
Baltimore
Baltimore