Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song An Idiot's End, artist - Daniel Johnston. Album song Songs Of Pain, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 31.12.1980
Record label: Eternal Yip Eye
Song language: English
An Idiot's End |
I don’t have to say a thing |
She knows exactly what I want |
And anytime I feel like this |
What we have goes out for lunch |
She looks at me like a gun cocked |
And I’m afraid to turn my back |
For fear of being locked |
She leans forward for me to see |
That the lights of her majesty |
She’s tempting me with a razorblades |
But time is money at a penny arcade |
And there’s forgiving in the shadows |
And the birds that are afraid of being laid |
The court jester holds up a light bulb and says |
All that is made is made to decay |
To know her is to love her |
And I love her, but I don’t know her |
To know her is to love her |
And I love her, but I don’t know her |
I feel for a place to sit |
Things always go on this way |
I’m lost for a little bit |
'Til I come up with something to say |
Then I’ll go on and on |
About rat skulls in her lawn |
I’ll not specifically gonna mention names |
Her and I know were just a shame |
She knows I’m here |
And she readily rebukes her sister |
She treats me with a sudden respect |
Suddenly she calls me 'Mister' |
But just as soon, I soon forget |
And start poking around in the trash |
Talking myself into outer space |
And watching the reactions on her face |
To know her is to love her |
And I love her, but I don’t know her |
To know her is to love her |
And I love her, but I don’t know her |
The picture of her sitting there |
Being her on that chair |
I can only say as much as I please |
But not as much as I dare |
Where is the little girl who fell in love with me |
The girl who fell in love with a satellite |
That little girl has moved out now |
But the satellite still comes around |
Most every other night |
I think my interest bleeds a heart |
Of a dead dog |
Lying in her yard |
I could catch her standing naked |
I could catch her cold |
I could catch her breath and bottle it |
But I could never catch her off guard |
And I go there nowadays |
It’s like visiting a sinking ship |
And I’m a man overboard |
And she won’t throw me a lifeline |
Symbolically represented by her lips |
Yes, to know her is to love her |
And I love her, but I don’t know her |
To know her is to love her |
And I love her, but I don’t know her |
No no no noo |