Cold War Kids Album

Sunday nights that you wanna
Black velvet cake
Sweet heart can bargain
Half price mistakes

She will go down with her ship
Like a good captain
You're sitting on the dock
Playing for an audience of one

Pacing your apartment
Linoleum floors
Get a call from an old friend
She never like them before

He will drive all over three lanes
You sit tight, shotgun
When she rifles
Waving for an audience of one

You came out from the country
Wearing momma's clothes
You were born in the city
Daddy's dominos

You need a record you can move to
Well we got one
Drop the needle
We are playing for an audience of one

Drop the needle
We are playing for an audience of one

One gets all of you twos jealous
Three get even less
Four divides you up then you're left
Pleasing all your guests

Reach out you point a finger
And touch the globe
Spin around and where it stops
You've got to pack your bags and go

Land in the Mohave Desert
Sing for the sun

Three's too many when you're playing for an audience of one
Two's too busy when you're playing for an audience of one
One is the only way
Playing for an audience of one

I could argue with a mime
I could argue with a mime
he is reading me the riot act
every line

every lawyer in his prime
every lawyer in his prime
gets nostalgic for the bars
naivete to crime

ascetics wring their hands
this decadent misuse
inside my china room
you are my coffee spoon

my indulgence is a joke
and while everybody laughs
I'm clipping coupons
and saving my breath

I was celebrating Lent
with a candle in a tent
when you came and snatched me up
out of retirement

now I'm buying finer clothes
in department store windows
throwing credit cards down
never raise my voice

I got the roof tied tight, shiny buildings peak
The LA river swims, snorkels and knees
Seat belt sticks in the poison heat
My pores are opening

Making headlines again, Santa Ana Winds
Making headlines again, Santa Ana Winds

Take the elevator to the Getty's highest place
See the cliffs fall to the sea, do an about face
Easter on Olvera Street
Girls nursing new babies in alleyways

In between is a basin like the great divide
Where the 110 swallows the 105
Chutes and ladders leaving me where I begun
Like Joan Didion

Making headlines again, Santa Ana Winds
Making headlines again, Santa Ana Winds
Making headlines again, Santa Ana Winds
Making headlines again, Santa Ana Winds

You tore me up by the roots and fell silent again
My seeds have blown around but never land
You tore me up by the roots and fell silent again
My seeds have blown around but never land

Getting closer everyday, getting closer everyday
lord have mercy on me, we're talking about two different things
television and life magazine
lord have mercy on my
lord have mercy on me

got this idea in my head and i can't get it out
cause all your money and all your culture
i can surely live without
a pile of treaures up on earth
what you keep and what you take
a property, vanity, and even knowledge for knowledge sake
and i said..

lord have mercy on me
we're talking about two different things
televison and life magazines
lord have mercy on me
lord have mercy on me

don't want to see no psychoanalyst
experienced in assisting to adjust
european travel, the h bomb,
presidential elections
front page of the new york times
front page of the new york times

lord have mercy on me
we're talking about two different things
television and life magazine
lord have mercy on me
lord have mercy on me

quit your griping, shine your shoes
tell you a little secret for your blues
don't make no difference
just watching from the stairs
fat lady always claps her hands

lord have mercy on me
sayin.. even if you're robbing from the poor
lord have mercy on me
i believe the words can change the heart,
the words can change the heart,
the words can change the heart..
have mercy on me.. oh lord
lord have mercy on me
talkin' bout two different things
television and life magazines
lord have mercy on me
lord have mercy on me
gettin closer everyday
gettin closer everyday
gettin closer everyday

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