Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tundra/Desert, artist - Modest Mouse. Date of issue: 26.02.1996
Song language: English
Tundra/Desert |
| Every sick, fickle fucker |
| Childhood’s what makes ya |
| Till they treat ya like tundra |
| Weigh those opinions |
| More like air than lead |
| Every planned occupation |
| Surefire disappointment up ahead |
| Till they treat ya like desert |
| See mirages of friendship, face turns read |
| Here’s the soon to be anchor |
| Build bridges to nothing, you’ll get nowhere |
| Every governor’s mother knows |
| That their bread is buttered by Sam |
| And what about science? |
| they find proof and let you make your own decisions |
| Every childstar wonders |
| If they have a future up ahead |
| Every kindhearted banker |
| I don’t think there is one |
| Every winning opinion |
| Stand on platforms in water |
| Filling jars full of silence you’ll get nowhere |