I think I'm drunk
But I'm behind the wheel again
I keep building up my tolerance
Until a lack of judgement's all you can detect
Oh I might miss a word or two
Yeah I might slur my vowels
"Did he seem alright to you?"
"I don't know, it's hard to tell ..."
I think I'm losing it
I keep buying from the Starbucks down the street
Making excuses for bad habits
And the good ones I can't keep
And the conversations that refuse to lead to anything
Of importance at all
But in-jokes and movie quotes
It's not worthwhile unless it's something recognizable
Does it seem alright to you?
I don't know it's hard to tell
We're all wrapped in our routines
Coffee cups litter the road
And the drinks we are buying just keep getting sweeter
Until we start to believe
All the things that we read
Even the politicians will start making sense to us
We are older, we are tired
But I've heard you speak with a fire
Every Wednesday at your favorite bar
Yelling "It's fucked up, can't you see?"
But now you're just part of the scene
Entertainment for a long night of drinking
Something we can ignore
You say, "Forget it all!"
We just need more time
credits
from MOVE,
released October 1, 2009
Lyrics by Zen Zenith. Bass by Scott Henson.
Don't believe the name of their latest album; jangle-pop hooks and stacked grunge guitars are two of the Bay Area band's greatest gifts. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 16, 2023
Black Sabbath meets Broadcast in a galaxy far away on the latest heater from La Luz, one of the finest rock bands currently working. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 5, 2024