The Shins Follow

Australia

Time to put the eargoggles on…

No!

(Born to) Born to multiply,

Born to gaze into night skies,

When all you want’s one more Saturday.

Well look here, until then

They gonna buy your life’s time

So keep your wick in the air and your feet in the fetters

‘Til the day...

We come in doing cartwheels

We all crawl out by ourselves

And your shape on the dance floor

Will have me thinking such filth I’ll gouge my eyes.

You’ll be damned to be one of us, girl,

Faced with the dodo’s conundrum

I felt like I could just fly

But nothing happened every time I tried.

Oh duotone on the wall

The selfless fool who hoped he’d save us all

He never dreamt of such sterile hands.

You keep them folded in your lap,

Or raise them up to beg for scraps,

You know, he's holding you down

With the tips of his fingers just the same.

Will you be pulled from the ocean,

But just a minute too late,

Or changed by a potion,

And find a handsome young mate

For you to love.

You'll be damned to pining through the windowpanes,

You know you'd trade your life for any ordinary Joe’s,

Well do it now or grow old.

Your nightmares only need a year or two to unfold.

Been alone since you were twenty-one,

You haven't laughed since January.

You try and make like this is so much fun,

But we know it to be quite contrary.

La la la la la la la

Dare to be one of us, girl,

Facing the android's conundrum,

You see I felt like I should just cry,

But nothing happens every time I take one on the chin,

You Himmler in your coat

You don't know how long I've been,

Watching the lantern dim,

Starved of oxygen,

So give me your hand,

And let's jump out the window.