Watch out for broken glass
& all the obstacles they put into your way
To make you feel like you've got nothing better
It was a bottle last night
Filled with some stuff that made the streets
Seem like a playground and the vomit started tasting better
And in the morning when I tried to ride my bike
I had to swerve to miss the shards
Of your attempt to stop the moon from shining
Watch out for your favorite shows
Your alarm clock and your paycheck
And all the things they use to keep you greedy and predictable
They'll let you out so you can crawl onto a playground
where the moon feels like a searchlight
& there's no escape or dignity
And in the morning when I tried to find my bike
I had to step over the shards
Of your attempt to stop the moon from shining
Hey, your hubcaps are flying
There's sirens right behind you
Your tires squealing as they chase you down for being a hero
Caltrops are everywhere
And snipers try to fuck your day up
'Cause you shot some president and now the TV says you're a bad guy
Should I believe them or should I root for you
And take you in like Paul Revere
And give you sandwiches and ammunition
Should I believe them or should I root for you
And take you in like Paul Revere
And give you sandwiches and ammunition

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