Road To Joy - Bright Eyes

The sun came up with no conclusion

Flowers sleeping in their beds

This city’s cemetery’s humming

I’m wide-awake, it’s morning

I have my drugs, I have my woman

They keep away my loneliness

My parents have they have their religion

But sleep in separate houses

I read the body count out of the paper

And now it’s written all over my face

No one ever plans to sleep out in the gutter

Sometimes that’s just the most comfortable place

So I’m drinking, breathing, writing, singing

Everyday I’m on the clock

My mind races with all my longings

But cant keep up with what I got

I hope I don’t sound too ungrateful

What history gave modern man

A telephone to talk to strangers

Machine guns and a camera lens

So when you’re asked to fight a war that’s over nothing

It’s best to join the side that’s gonna win

And no one’s sure how all of this got started

But we’re gonna make them goddam certain how its gonna end

Oh ya we will, oh ya we will!

Well I could have been a famous singer

If I had someone else’s voice

But failure’s always sounded better

Lets fuck it up boys, make some noise!

The sun came up with no conclusion

Flowers sleeping in their beds

This city’s cemetery’s humming

I’m wide-awake, it’s morning