The Decemberists Follow

By the bumper cars in the pretty twining light
I may have gone too far, I may have gone too much, too long
I'm a dull and witless boy
In the after bars, think I was sullied by a dream
In the killing jar you and me at war at arms
All falling in embrace

Tell me why you lied
And what it is you do to keep your eyes
All shiny

A tawny gypsy girl
Sleeping blanketed by stars
Beneath the tilt a whirl where we were coyly caught alone
All fumbling with your blouse

Tell me why you lied
And what it is you do to keep your eyes
All shiny

And in the roller coaster din

But I have never seen two eyes so shiny

And the sullen beery swine
Trying to tangle you in sullen beery balls of twine
Have they ever seen two eyes so shiny

The boys in denim vests, smoking cigarettes between
Their bootblack fingertips
Sweetly tipsy by the half-light
The light and the half-light

Tell me why you lied
And what it is you do to keep your eyes
Shiny

Shiny
Shiny
Shiny
...

By the bumper cars in the pretty twining light
I may have gone too far, I may have gone too much, too long
I'm a dull and witless boy