Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Let's Not Shit Ourselves, artist - Bright Eyes.
Date of issue: 02.07.2007
Song language: English
Let's Not Shit Ourselves |
Well the animals laugh |
From the dark of the wilderness |
A baby cries hard |
In an apartment complex |
As I pass in a car |
Buried under the influence |
The cities driving me out |
of my mind |
I’ve seen a child he’s caught |
In the sad trap of gravity |
He falls from the lowest |
Branch of the apple tree |
And lands in the grass |
And weeps for his dignity |
Next time he will not aim so high |
Yeah, next time neither will I Now, a mother takes loans out |
Sends her kids off to colleges |
Her family’s reduced |
To names on a shopping list |
While a coroner kneels |
Beneath the great wooden crucifix |
He knows there’s worse things than being |
Alone. |
And so I’ve learned to retreat |
At the first sign of danger |
I mean, why wait around if It’s just to surrender |
And ambition I’ve found |
Can lead only to failure |
I do not read the reviews |
No I am not singing for you |
Well I stood droppin' a coin |
Into the pit of a well |
And I would throw my whole billfold |
If I thought it would help |
With all these wishes I make |
I should buy something real |
At least a telephone |
Call home |
Well my teachers they built |
This retaining wall of memory |
All those multiple choices |
I answered so quickly |
And got my grades back |
And forgot just as easily |
But at least I got an A And so I don’t have them to blame |
Well I should stop pointing fingers |
Reserve my judgment |
Of all those public action figures |
And cowboy presidents |
So loud behind the bull-horns |
So proud they can’t admit |
When they’ve made a mistake |
While poison ink spews |
From a speech writers pen |
He knows he don’t have to say it So it don’t bother him |
Honesty accuracy |
It’s just popular opinion |
And the approval ratings high |
And so someone’s gonna die |
Well ABC NBC CBS bullshit |
They give us fact or fiction |
I guess an even split |
And each new act of war’s tonight’s entertainment |
We’re still the pawns in their game |
As they take eye for an eye |
Until no one can see |
We must stumble blindly forward |
Repeating history |
Well I guess we all fit into that slogan |
On your fast food marquee |
Red blooded white skinned and oh the blues |
Oh and the blues I got the blues that’s me Well I awoke in relief |
My sheets and tubes were all tangled |
Weak from whiskey and pills |
In a Chicago hospital |
And my father was there |
In a chair by the window |
Starin' so far away |
I tried talking just whispered |
So sorry so selfish |
He stopped me and said |
Child, I love you regardless |
There nothing you could do That would ever change this |
I’m not angry, it happens |
But you just can’t do it again |
And so now I try to keep up I been exchanging my currency |
While a million objects |
Pass though my periphery |
Now I’m rubbin' my eyes |
'Cause they’re starting to bother me I been staring too long at the screen |
But where was it when I first heard |
That sweet sound of humility |
It came to my ears in the |
Goddamned loveliest melody |
How grateful I was then |
To be part of the mystery |
To love and to be loved |
Lets just hope that is enough |