Lyrics Blood Test - Mark Kozelek, Ben Boye, Jim White

Blood Test

Just went downtown and got a blood test
Out at my country house there was a rat’s nest
Between the ceiling and the roof and it’s a nuisance
Gonna lay down now 'cause all this stuff has me stressed
Some people like to have their thirst quenched
After eating garlic naan and tandoori chicken breast
Some women want marriage and a white wedding dress
Some women are happy with a pearl necklace and are very very low maintenance
Each has the right to their own preference
As to which one of these pictures is more picturesque
What’s glamorous to you, another may detest
What you find appealing, another may find grotesque
Some girls like guys who wear pleated suits and pant vests
Some guys like girls who wear push-up bras and fishnets
Some girls flirt with guys who play baseball for the New York Mets
Some guys flirt with girls who work at shoe store outlets
Some people in this world live in high-rise apartments
While others are sleeping in alleys in their own vomit and piss
Some guys in this world are honorable Vietnam vets
Some guys in this world are on America’s most wanted list
And this is where I draw the line and I get fucking pissed
Girl hangs herself when a fucking photo of her molested naked body
Gets posted by some high school students
And now hear this y’all, Facebook coasted this
And if you support Facebook, that’s your own fucking business
Some people have different objects on the back of their toilet
Some have a toothbrush maybe, or some hand soap, or a tube of Crest
Some people have a copy of the Bible or Reader’s Digest
Some have a bottle of castor oil and each day one spoonful they ingest
Some moms spread Vicks Vaporub on their son’s chest
And some sons say, «Hey mom, I didn’t know you liked me like this»
Did that I line I just sing offend you?
If you say yes, well don’t blame me, I stole it from Adam Sandler
From one of his SNL skits
Some people wake up to a tweet tweet tweet tweet tweet twitter mess
Some old people wake up to a lot of emails sent to their Gmail address
Some people wake up to a smartphone full of texts
If you play guitar in a pretty cool band
Well, a few of those texts might be sexts
Some things I say are very serious
And some things I say are totally in jest
Do I like my catfish po-boy dry or extra dressed?
If you don’t know the answer to that
Then you flunked the «I know everything about Mark Kozelek» test
Everyone in this world is on their own quest
Some people are Scientologists
Some people are agnostic and some are atheist
Myself, I’m none of the above, I’m a guitarist and a vocalist
Some people in this world are militant feminists
Some people in this world are white supremacists
Some people in this world are anarchist
Some people in this world are male chauvinists
Some people believe in Bigfoot and the Loch Ness
Some people believe in OJ Simpson’s innocence
Some people believe the future is in the hands of Mike Pence
Some people believe Christmas is the birthday of a man named Jesus
Some kids go to college and want to become a podiatrist
Some kids don’t go to college at all and strive to be famous artists
Some kids go to college and want to become a anesthesiologist
Some kids don’t go to college at all and want to become successful novelists
Some people’s favorite band is A Tribe Called Quest
Some people’s favorite member of KISS is Peter Criss
Some people’s favorite John Denver album is his greatest hits
Some people still talk for hours and hours about Sketches of Spain by Miles
Davis
Some people are having a midlife crisis
Some believe every headline they see on CNN and it makes them anxious
Some people are self-obsessed and they’re called narcissists
Some people don’t believe in themselves and consider their lives meaningless
I don’t believe in a lot but I believe in this
There’s so much hatred in this world and it ain’t in our best interest
To keep spreading it like wildfire or a cancerous cyst
It’s oozing through the air like napalm mist
Let’s show each other love
Fuck hate culture, let’s rise above
Let’s come together and show each other love
Come on, let’s show each other love
Fuck hate culture, let’s rise above
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Let’s show each other love
Fuck hate culture, let’s rise above
Let’s come together, show each other love
Come on, come on, let’s show each other love
Fuck hate culture, let’s rise above
Come on, come on, come on, let’s show each other love
Fuck hate culture, let’s rise above
Come on, come on, let’s come together and show each other love
Fuck hate culture, let’s rise above
Let’s show each other love
Come on, come on, show each other love
Come on, come on, come on, let’s show each other love
Fuck hate culture, let’s rise above
Let’s come together, show each other love
Let’s come together, show each other love
Let’s come together and show each other love
Woke up in my bed today
Was not much to do
The sun shining brightly through
The cracks between the window and curtain sills
I woke up today
June, June, June, June
I needed a plan so I went to the store and bought a gift for you
Then I walked down through the streets in Chinatown
Looked at the colorful fruits and vegetables
For a moment my heart was filled with happiness
Forgot about my bellyaches
And the inevitable gloomy thoughts that can grip me for days
When I got nothing to do
Disappear for just one minute
June, June, June, June
Then I got to your house
The cat was sleeping at the top of your bed by the window
She was looking at me with a serious face
I was out of breath so I laid my head down on the pillow
The top of my head against her softness
The room was filled with California sun
Your cat went back to sleep easily
This is a second of life I hope to come back
As one to five minutes I meditated on
What it could possibly mean to be a cat
They live for the day and they are easily loved
And they easily give love back
My guess is they don’t know that
The end of their lives will inevitably come
They live to drink water, eat food, be loved
And sleep endlessly in the sun
I forced myself up and walked back up the hill
Got an iced tea at Trieste and got to 's
Where I was tempted by the usual
But my willpower won so I got a quarter pound prosciutto
Jumped into a taxi cab, stopped for some celery sticks
And picked up my laundry
Now I wake up and the sun is muted softly by the shades
Through the shades, the sky looks baby skin pink
Now she’s picking me up and we’re going out to the mountain house
Now she’s picking me up and we’re going out to the mountain house
And we’re going out to the mountain house
Now she’s picking me up and we’re going out to the mountain house