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Death Cab for Cutie lyrics

Album: We Have the Facts and We're Voting Yes [2000]

Tracks10
 01  Title Track
 02  The Employment Pages
 03  For What Reason
 04  Lowell, Ma
 05  Little Fury Bugs
 06  405
 07  Company Calls
 08  Company Calls Epilogue
 09  No Joy in Mudville
 10  Scientist Studies
all Death Cab for Cutie lyrics



Title Track
Left uninspired by the crust of railroad earth
that touched the lead to the pages of your manuscript.
I took my thumb off the concrete and saved up all my strength
to hammer pillars for a picket fence.
It wasnt' quite what it seemed: a lack of pleasantries
(my able body isn't what it used to be).
I must admit I was charmed by your advances:
your advantage left me helplessly into you

Talking how the group had begun to splinter
and I could taste your lipstick on the filter...

I tried my best to keep my distance from your dress
but call-response overturns convictions everytime.
My memory cannot recall: a wave of alcohol
we shared a ciagraette and shave the hours off.

Talking how the group had begun to splinter
and I could taste your lipstick on the filter...

Lushing with the hallway congregation,
my best judgement signed its resignation.

I rushed this. We moved too fast, and tripped into the guestroom.back to top
The Employment Pages
We spread out and occupy the cracks in the urban streets.
Idle now: I rearrange the furniture as you sleep. as you sleep, as you sleep...

It's so appropriate: the way we amplify the sound,
and then the neighbors drop by and they ask (us) to turn it down again...

We spread out and everyone is frightfully more aware.
So impressed: The cocktail politics and obscure details.

It's so appropriate: the way we amplify the sound,
and then the neighbors drop by and they ask (us) to turn it down again...

And it was true that I was truly failing.
But you were gone and I was home
calling around, but nothing was found worthwhile.

We spread out and occupy the cracks in the urban streets.
Idle now: I rearrange the furniture as you sleep. as you sleep, as you sleep...back to top
For What Reason
This won't be the last you'll hear from me: it's just the start.
I hope that he keeps you up for weeks like you did to me.

I will hold a candle up to you to singe your skin.
Brace yourself: I'm bent with bitterness. I can't forsee.

When your apologies fail to ring true,
(you're) so slick with that sarcastic slew
of phrases like "i thought you knew"
while keeping me in hot pursuit.

Tracing the plot finds
skin touching skin
(absence follows).

In the end, I win every time as ink remains.
Sour tastes prevail as you play back the tape machine.

When your apologies fail to ring true,
(you're) so slick with that sarcastic slew
of phrases like "i thought you knew"
while keeping me in such hot pursuit.

Tracing the plot finds
skin touching skin
(absence follows).back to top
Lowell, Ma
You've been forewarned of the shake-shakedown.
Opinions stamped on the pulp of the tabloid newsstand
gossip that's stacked at your door.

You swallowed the last of free MA.
Car starts, four windows lowered away:
last views of cityscapes crumbling.

Skyscrapers sink into the ground.
All static, no noise: turn the radio down.
Those bandwidth signals can't reach this far.

Don't go holding out on me now
Don't go holding.
(I thought that you had come to expect more...)

You've been forewarned of the shake-shakedown.
Opinions stamped on the pulp of the tabloid newsstand
gossip that's stacked at your door.

Don't go holding out on me now
Don't go holding out on me now
Don't go holding out on me now
Don't go holdingback to top
Little Fury Bugs
You'll discover that casual friends kept
notes in their pockets to remember your name.
And all these places we went to see sights
just gave them excuses to get into the game.

There's a look in the faces tonight that's untrustable
as the hope that you'll never return in a while.
But you're always on time, so...

Sleeping soundly: the back of the car felt more like a home
than I would have ever have thought.
And through the evening the engine kept on
until we hit Chicago and decided to stop.

There's a look in the faces tonight that's untrustable
as the hope that you'll never return in a while.
But you're always on time, so...

There's a look in the faces tonight that's untrustable
as the hope that you'll never return in a while.
But you're always on time, so...back to top
405
I took the 405 and drilled a stake down into your center,
and stated that it's never ever been better than this.
I hung my favorite shirt on the floorboard, wrinkled up from
pulling pushing and tasting, tasting...

You keep twisting the truth
that keeps me thrown askew.

Misguided by the 405 'cause it lead me to an alcoholic summer.
I missed the exit to your parents' house hours ago.
Red wine and the cigarettes: hide your bad habits underneath the patio.

You keep twisting the truth
that keeps me thrown askew.

You keep twisting the truth
that keeps me thrown askew.back to top
Company Calls
I'll take the best of your bad moods
and dress them up to make a better you,
'cause all the company calls amount to one paycheck.

I'd squeeze a heart through my fingertip,
but I type too slow to make expressions stick.
And it's like TV with a microchip.

Set your sights destroy this partyline,
'cause it's so tired.
Set your sights! Destroy this mock-shrine,
'cause it's so tired.

Let's cut our losses at both ends
and aim your car away from all our friends,
leaving the dishes stacked in the sink.

Set your sights destroy this partyline,
'cause it's so tired.
Set your sights! Destroy this mock-shrine,
'cause it's so tired.

I'd keep my distance 'cause the complications cloud it all,
and mail a postcard sending greetings from the Eastern Bloc.
Synapse to synapse: possibilities will thin or fade.
Your wedding figurines: I'd melt so I could drink them in.
and drink them in, and drink them in...

I'll take the best of your bad moods
and dress them up to make a better you,
'cause all the company calls amount to one paycheck.

Set your sights destroy this partyline,
'cause it's so tired.
Set your sights! Destroy this mock-shrine,
'cause it's so tired.back to top
Company Calls Epilogue
Synapse to synapse: the possibility's thin.
I'm dressed up for free drinks and family greetings
on your wedding, your wedding, your wedding date.
The figures in plastic on the wedding cake that I took were so real.

And I kept distance: the complications cloud
the postcards and blip through fiberoptics,
as the girls with pigtails were running from little boys wearing bowties
their parents bought: "I'll catch you this time!"

Crashing through the parlor doors, what was your first reaction?
Screaming, drunk, disorderly: I'll tell you mine.
You were the one, but I can't spit it out when the date's been set.
The white routine to be ingested inaccurately.

Synapse to synapse: the sneaky kids had attached
beer cans to the bumper so they could drive
up and down the main drag.
People would turn to see who's making the racket.
It's not the first time.

When they lay down the fish will swim upstream
and I'll contest, but they won't listen
when the casualty rate's near 100%,
and there isn't a pension for second best or for hardly moving...

Crashing through the parlor doors, what was your first reaction?
Screaming, drunk, disorderly: I'll tell you mine.
You were the one, but I can't spit it out when the date's been set.
The white routine to be ingested inaccurately.

You were the one, but I can't spit it out when the date's been set.
The white routine to be ingested inaccurately.back to top
No Joy in Mudville
Last night i dreamt that i was you. i was dressed all in black with dark glasses and attitude.
Such a pose i could simply not hold through days in a northern town that i had once called a home.
Your studies for fringe new york streets... i was reading the pavement in every work you would speak.
To a "brownstone up three flights of stairs" and it's on...
Buying drinks for the poets upstate, this southern corrupting towed you down the interstate,
And they all said that you were the king of gloomy disruption that surfaced when you would speak.
This town simply cannot compete so i'm packing my Bullets and Silverstones
And heading east to a "brownstone up three flights of stairs" and it's on...
If i could have (had) my way this year would bridge '66 (again?)
Trust fund hipsters were casing the room chock full of amphetamines.
The overturned kick drum book set the pace with incomparable cool.
And if the tempo was lousy it was lost on all but you...back to top
Scientist Studies
What ghosts exist behind these attic walls?
There's got to be a simpler explanation,
'cause I scrimped and I saved
just to find that they've been splicing my inventions.
Cold skin and bones and this latitude:
we aint' playing until the heat comes through.
So you slept in a stocking cap and wool scarf.

Promises of payments were
upon your shoulders constantly,
but don't foget to entertain
'cause this is your first defense.

A four-year offense to the devoted type.
I may have got an invitation, but I wasn't invited.
But I thought that this meant
something more than broken hearts and new addictions.
We'll leave our sins within the carpet twine.
Our bodies will dissolve the chemicals in due time.

Promises of payments were
upon your shoulders constantly,
but don't foget to entertain
'cause this is your first defense.

This is my last defense.back to top
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