Karen

Album: Alligator (2005)
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  • Karen, I'm not taking sides
    I don't think I'll ever do that again
    I'll end up winning and I won't know why
    I'm really trying to shine here, I'm really trying
    You're changing clothes and closing windows on me all the time

    Well, whatever you do, listen, you better wait for me
    No, I wouldn't go out alone into America
    Whatever you do, listen, you better wait for me
    No, I wouldn't go out alone

    Karen, we should call your father, maybe it's just a phase
    He'll know the trick to get a wayward soul to change his ways
    It's a common fetish for a doting man
    To ballerina on the coffee table cock in hand

    Well, whatever you do, listen, you better wait for me
    No, I wouldn't go out alone into America
    Whatever you do, listen, you better wait for me
    No, I wouldn't go out alone

    Without warm water in my head
    All I see is black and white and red
    I feel mechanical and thin
    Hear me play my violin again
    I'm living in the target's shoes
    All I see is black and white and blue
    Idle, idle, idle, idle, protect the nest
    Protect the title

    Karen, put me in a chair, fuck me and make me a drink
    I've lost direction, and I'm past my peak
    I'm telling you this isn't me
    No, this isn't me
    Karen, believe me, you just haven't seen my good side yet

    Well, whatever you do, listen, you better wait for me
    No, I wouldn't go out alone into America
    Whatever you do, listen, you better wait for me
    No, I wouldn't go out alone

    Without warm water in my head
    All I see is black and white and red
    I feel mechanical and thin
    Hear me play my violin again
    I'm living in the target's shoes
    All I see is black and white and blue
    Idle, idle, idle, idle, protect the nest
    Protect the title

    I must be me, I'm in my head
    Black birds are circling my bed
    I must be me, I must be me
    Black feathers are falling on my feet
    Idle, idle, idle, idle, protect the nest
    Protect the title
    Idle, idle, idle, idle, protect the nest
    Protect the title Writer/s: BRYCE D. DESSNER, MATTHEW D. BERNINGER
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
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