09-20-2025, 06:12 PM
Here's a new set of words for this forum: The Silver fucking Jews. RIP, David Berman, one of the all-time great lyricists. I hope you're happy, man, somewhere out there, out there, out there, somewhere. I love you, Buddy. I miss you so much. I hope there is some way in hell or heaven or high/low water I can see you again, sweet brother. Be remembered, always and into the long darkness. You are the light.
In 1984 I was hospitalized for approaching perfection.
Slowly screwing my way across Europe, they had to make a correction.
Broken and smokin'
Where the infrared deer
Plunged in the digital snake.
I tell you
They make it so you can't shake hands
When they make your hands shake.
I know you like to line dance
Everything so democratic and cool
But baby there's no guidance
When random rules.
I know that a lot of what I say
Has been lifted off of men's room walls
Maybe I've crossed the wrong rivers
And walked down all the wrong halls.
But nothing can change the fact
That we used to share a bed
And that's why it scared me so
When you turned to me and said:
"Yeah, you look like someone
Yeah, you look like someone who up and left me low
Boy, you look like someone I used to know."
I know you like to line dance
Everything so democratic and cool,
But baby there's no guidance
When random rules.
I asked the painter why the roads are colored black
He said, "Steve, it's because people leave
and no highway will bring them back."
So, if you don't want me, I promise not to linger,
But before I go, I've gotta ask you, dear
About the tan line on your ring finger.
No one should have two lives,
Now you know my middle names are "wrong" and "right."
Honey?
We've got two lives to give tonight.
In 1984 I was hospitalized for approaching perfection.
Slowly screwing my way across Europe, they had to make a correction.
Broken and smokin'
Where the infrared deer
Plunged in the digital snake.
I tell you
They make it so you can't shake hands
When they make your hands shake.
I know you like to line dance
Everything so democratic and cool
But baby there's no guidance
When random rules.
I know that a lot of what I say
Has been lifted off of men's room walls
Maybe I've crossed the wrong rivers
And walked down all the wrong halls.
But nothing can change the fact
That we used to share a bed
And that's why it scared me so
When you turned to me and said:
"Yeah, you look like someone
Yeah, you look like someone who up and left me low
Boy, you look like someone I used to know."
I know you like to line dance
Everything so democratic and cool,
But baby there's no guidance
When random rules.
I asked the painter why the roads are colored black
He said, "Steve, it's because people leave
and no highway will bring them back."
So, if you don't want me, I promise not to linger,
But before I go, I've gotta ask you, dear
About the tan line on your ring finger.
No one should have two lives,
Now you know my middle names are "wrong" and "right."
Honey?
We've got two lives to give tonight.
