You terrify the land You are pestle and mortar Your first love's New Order, mother nature's sun King of the everglades Population one I write poetry for myself I write poetry for myself
(Oh, baby)
You're a permanent figure of jacked up sorrow I want you to love me You send me a coffin of roses I guess that's the way that things go these days
Take pills, for instance I heard they're no good for you I won't and I never will She said, "I won't and I never will" "I won't and I never will" Blue eyes
Oh, baby can't you see, they had it in for me They had it in for me "I won't and I never will" Blue eyes
I sent a message in a bottle to the press It said, "Don't be ashamed or disgusted with yourselves" "Don't be ashamed or disgusted with yourselves" I thumb through the books on your shelves I've thumbed through the books on your shelves