Lyrics Sweet Spots - The Fiery Furnaces

Sweet Spots

Well I stuffed my stuff into a sport sac and I took the Lake St. El.
Well I got off Cicero and I snuck in through one of the loading docks.
And I smiled as I sucked my gem I mean to take a room at the Brackў‚¬"ўs.
Well I put things into the pockets of my parachute pants and I walked on up the
street.
Now Galewood makes me nervous but the corn syrup cloudў‚¬"ўs such a lure.
So Iў‚¬"ўm staying off to the side at this end of the M&M Mars tour.
Well I bought a bike but the chair broke right outside of Parkyў‚¬"ўs
Well the wait was making my eyes wet and sticking french fries down my throat.
But I had to press on cause sweeter stuffў‚¬"ўs on the other side of the moat.
Well the cars were turning off Harlem so I had to stop and stare.
And I had to gulp for air oh my heart was racing I made my escape.
Iў‚¬"ўs red hot to get lemonheaded and live with Alexander the Grape.