Lyrics You Tell Me Where - The New Pornographers

You Tell Me Where

Take a breather
They came for Caesar
But I don’t think he’s here
Disiderata
Is that your name now
Glad you came out
You’ve proved your poison
Is more than noise and
The joy’s addictive
Although restrictive
Fair baby beware or not are we square
Old friends from last call
Searching a glass for
Some famous last words
Let from the master
With all your shit talking
And all your blue stocking
And hit the spell check
You want some hell check?
Direct your own pace
You need your own place
So you tell me where
To be I’ll be there
A little seasick
But feel you’ve fallen
And now it’s crawling
Me I’m hauling
Old friends from last call
Searching a glass for
Some famous last words
Let from the master
You see my range, you could change me
If you wanted to
Just rearrange a few pieces and run
If there’s no way but the high road to save me
If that’s not easy so leave me alone
Think I could change to become what you want me
To think we could finally be done
So you tell me where to be, I’ll be there