Lyric Art Of Pretension
Let s be pretentious
Be something we re not
And we ll jump on the bandwagon
Cause we think it is hot
And we ll shake our no wave asses
it s the thing to do until we can t think or breath
Let s be dramatic
Perceptions for pills
Then we ll buy them with our paychecks so we can t pay our bills
And we ll sleep until tomorrow – I ll be dreaming of you
Oh yeah
Let s be myopic
Elitists and smart
Gently rehash pop nostalgia into biblical art
Preach our genius to the masses til our faces blue
Oh yeah Oh yeah oh yeah
(Chorus)
I want to drive my car into a wall
I want to buy your house just to burn it down
Please, Let me sleep with somebody that I will never trust
Blame the cruel art of pretension for my screw -ups
Let s be neurotic
Our high and our lows
Hire someone who smells famous
To tell all of our woes
They ll dissect us like we re children attending Sunday school
Oh yeah
Let s be eclectic
Won t graze with the pack
You can pierce it with a pin
Tattoo its name on your back
But you ll never be as different as you wanted to be
Oh Yeah OH yeah Oh yeah
(Chorus)
I want to drive my car into a wall
I want to buy your house just to burn it down
Please, Let me sleep with somebody that I will never trust
Blame the cruel art of pretension for my screw -ups
I can t stop dancing
Or running in place
A reflection of my failures
Are lit up in your face
I see friends and I see lovers and my confidants
OH yeah!
We re frustrated liars, idiot savants, comforted by our petty torments and our liquor filled haunts
If we sleep for 3 tomorrows will …we wake up new?
Oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah
(Chorus)
I want to drive my car into a wall
I want to buy your house just to burn it down
And I if I sleep with somebody that I may ever love
Blame the cruel art of pretension for my screw –ups
Blame the cruel art of pretension, I m so screwed up.
Be something we re not
And we ll jump on the bandwagon
Cause we think it is hot
And we ll shake our no wave asses
it s the thing to do until we can t think or breath
Let s be dramatic
Perceptions for pills
Then we ll buy them with our paychecks so we can t pay our bills
And we ll sleep until tomorrow – I ll be dreaming of you
Oh yeah
Let s be myopic
Elitists and smart
Gently rehash pop nostalgia into biblical art
Preach our genius to the masses til our faces blue
Oh yeah Oh yeah oh yeah
(Chorus)
I want to drive my car into a wall
I want to buy your house just to burn it down
Please, Let me sleep with somebody that I will never trust
Blame the cruel art of pretension for my screw -ups
Let s be neurotic
Our high and our lows
Hire someone who smells famous
To tell all of our woes
They ll dissect us like we re children attending Sunday school
Oh yeah
Let s be eclectic
Won t graze with the pack
You can pierce it with a pin
Tattoo its name on your back
But you ll never be as different as you wanted to be
Oh Yeah OH yeah Oh yeah
(Chorus)
I want to drive my car into a wall
I want to buy your house just to burn it down
Please, Let me sleep with somebody that I will never trust
Blame the cruel art of pretension for my screw -ups
I can t stop dancing
Or running in place
A reflection of my failures
Are lit up in your face
I see friends and I see lovers and my confidants
OH yeah!
We re frustrated liars, idiot savants, comforted by our petty torments and our liquor filled haunts
If we sleep for 3 tomorrows will …we wake up new?
Oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah
(Chorus)
I want to drive my car into a wall
I want to buy your house just to burn it down
And I if I sleep with somebody that I may ever love
Blame the cruel art of pretension for my screw –ups
Blame the cruel art of pretension, I m so screwed up.