I Hope I Don’t Come Across Intense (Demos 2009–2015)
2015
On a full moon in Munich I woke up drunk There’s Incriminating footage and everyone’s in love The world is a beautiful place and I’ll throw up where I want And standing by the van in the harsh light of tomorrow A drizzle is persistent as the fleshy taste of sorrow A kind, and slightly patronizing face guides me back to bed And I had tried to be sweet, I had tried to show love But I was too drunk, and you were too numb so I Listen on the train ride in past the point of no returning And I mean Paris, sure knows it’s Paris And I can’t tell if I like that, romantic and side-tracked High on someone else's hash I and I’ll say goodnight to the west side Bid these lane-less lane-ways a fine goodbye And say goodnight, say goodnight to Paris On the floor of an Italian restaurant I kicked a football with the owner’s kids in the adjacent vacant lot Some guy who spoke no English showed up with a couple of dogs And I called you from outside a crumbling hotel Next to fifteen-hundred highways and a neon citadel This is gonna be some real fun trouble I can already tell And over the ambulance sirens carousel I yell, how was your day? And I mean Paris, sure knows it’s Paris And I can’t tell if I like that, romantic and side-tracked High on someone else's hash I and I’ll say goodnight to the west side Bid these lane-less lane-ways a fine goodnight And say goodbye, say goodbye to Paris I wish I’d had a more meaningful conversation with the girl Who I met jet-lagged walking around on my first day This big city, and now she’s here smiling and pretty and I’ll look back at her And I’ll turn and I’ll walk To somewhere safer, somewhere I can feel a little less afraid And I’m sorry I was rude, you know I said who I wound up speaking to You’ll know why the moments I remember are the ones that I recall But I’ll head back to the castle and fall over in the shower Let my legs just give way I remember last fortnight’s peril and I Spit in the face of impending doom to climb onto your roof Let’s get drunk with the moon And I mean Paris Sure knows it’s Paris And I can’t tell if I like that, romantic and side-tracked High on my friend Gonzo’s hash I and I’ll say goodnight to the west side Bid these lane-less lane-ways a fine goodnight And say goodbye, say goodbye to Paris
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