Vergiftung : Lyrics
The Sandwichmaker
Copyright 1988 -
2024
lyrics & music by Branam
Brady and I shared a really shitty apartment one summer.
I slept on the couch, and we refused to ever take the trash out.
One evening, on a walk to get more Lucky Strikes, Brady found
a Sears acoustic guitar in a dumpster. I hated that place.
Only after reading
Douglas Adam's
Mostly Harmless did I begin to understand this song.
I once had a brain
Then I got lucky.
I wouldn't call it luck now.
I'm looking for the last chance breakfast bar.
Has anyone seen my car
No resistance
I can only see so far
The pancake I'm in love with
Is the one before the last one, baby.
Honey scarred and periphery lighting
Condiments for the planned in-fighting
I'm hanging out.
Bits are falling onto the linoleum.
It's easy to clean
But I can't puzzle out where the pieces fit the dream
The pantry's bare
Lee there - he holds a mayonnaise.
I won't tell him I left it out
He doesn't know that's what it's about.
I'm watching luge bowling
Lottery programs: too embarrassing.
Reading in bed
Afternoon drinking
It's harder though when I stopped thinking
The pancake I'm in love with
Is the one before the last one, baby.
Honey scared and periphery lighting
Condiments for the planned in-fighting
I'm hanging out.
Bits are falling onto the linoleum.
It's easy to clean
But I can't puzzle out where the pieces fit the dream
