Lyrics How to Murder a Man (In 3 Acts) - Guided By Voices

How to Murder a Man (In 3 Acts)

The counterculture is sulking
We cannot be held responsible
Sociopathological liers invented the wheel
In which they run
In scholarly circles
To greater noodle psychology
With Japanese on his t-shirt
Salvation army beetle boots peeling and starting to feel
As if they shrink
On her third glass of wine
She said your not mine
Not to speak
To seek my point
I sell my voice
Some houses
Lots of trees
On vast stretches of land
No sunflowers or state luminaries
It’s how to murder a man
But I feel better today
It’s the end almost
I am guessing