Hulk Hoegaarden, Gin Kinsella, David Duvodkany, Etc - Johnny Foreigner

Won’t you take me back to Texas, where the parking lots are home

Won’t you take me back to Texas, where it’s warm

Do you remember the edges of october?

(so for something to be made the fly?)??

The sum of our hangovers laid out before us, stretched to where the desert

touches sky

In flashes of sleep deprivation, the orders collapsed and the borders are missed

But i swear i’ve never been so far from home

For every one who’s names we lost or were too drunk or tired to ask

Oh dispossessed house-guest, we ghosted the midwest

and settled where the desert touches sky

In flashes of sleep deprivation, the orders collapsed and the borders are missed

But i swear i’ve never been so far from home

(I've nevaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa)

But i swear i’ve never been so

Far from home i swear i’ve never been

It’s a milestone i’m sure

With the parents screaming murder in the hall

Martyrs spraying shadows on the lawn

Of the colour Kodak new

Is this magic?

Is this heaven for you?

You think

The world’s just gonna' fall into yr arms

Like so many free drinks bought by strangers in strange bars (I could go on)

Well if you faked yr way this far, then compromise seems, er, unromantic!

(I could go on)

Clutch yr last years festival wristbands like medals from a war you think you

think you fought

Well honey, you could cut diamonds on those lips, and that dreads a short stay

for a steed, and you still lost

I could go on, i could go on, I COULD GO ON!

Hanging branches off yr stories

And its not like I don’t think yr a cheat when they’ve all got the same plot

You get the badges, you get the booze and then you get the boys

I could go on!

Johnny foreigner, the mandy morbid of indie rock

Never got the cash for flights but we’ve sure seen a lot of cock

We’ve been aiming shots on our blogs and hope to god we’re still hot

Cause between you, and us, and her?

I think that’s all we’ve got.