Anti-Anti
I huff gasoline from your shirt
and blur the questions that no one could ever answer
I empty my head of all that I know
seems like the best view the one from below
we are anti-movements, we are anti-anti
one time we believed but now we don't even try
and I, I can't cut a rug, without my fashion drugs
inebriation leads revelation
gettin' down in the town that makes no sound (x2)
you say there's nothing wrong but I don't hear it (x2)
gettin' down in the town that makes no sound (x2)
I will burn your love letters in a parking deck
where I have harbored great things that I will never confess
we keep fresh paint on the countenance
and now we keep it simple but make it more complex
we are anti-movements, we are anti-anti
one time we believed but now it's passé and cliché
and she'll say, anything to make you move again
but is it the truth? I don't care if it is
gettin' down in the town that makes no sound (x2)
you say there's nothing wrong but I don't hear it (x2)
gettin' down in the town that makes no sound (x2)
Last Updated: 2009-06-15 12:31:14