Texty:
Mighty Mighty Bosstones A Jackknife To A Swan

intersection, A jackknife to a swan...and he was gone. Just step in one direction, Stutter step for one split second, Faster through the intersection, A jackknife

hometown fade The last came fast and furious Just step in one direction Stutter step for one split second Faster through the intersection A jackknife to a swan

Outside the sun rose you stayed inside You kept your eyes closed And pulled down the shades On your windows You decided to hideout from the sunlight

Maybe I do, or don't give a damn Maybe I'm not, but maybe I am And maybe I'm scared when baby's not here Maybe it's not a legitimate fear Maybe it doesn

boss when they made him And I was made a short time after that I was under oath when I testified I'm under government protection Now they're calling me a

the punch line Well and sometimes, sometimes you get to tell the joke There's no difference on the end that you end up on I've got a preference I'll

remorse or self respect The course of course is the least direct They choose to confuse a resource they'll use Well if they don't win they still won't lose A

dinner drinks Then tie it to the car's antenna and pray the sinking feeling shrinks And if they make it to see monkey time it's difficult without a spine