Good Help (Is So Hard to Find) - Death Cab for Cutie, Benjamin Gibbard, Christopher Walla

You’ll never have to hear the word «no»

If you keep all your friends on the payroll

The non-disclosure pages signed

Your secret’s safe between those lines

The scaffolding will cheer and console you

But remember what your mother told you

That good help is so hard to find

For people that are so refined

You’re trying to turn into the skid

In this never-ending grid

There’s a long, slow fade

To a darkened stage

And I hear you say

«Only a fool gives it away»

Only a fool would give

Only a fool gives it away

You said you wanna stake out your claim

High above the city from where you came

Don’t you know the air’s so thin?

It starves the brain of oxygen

I know it’s such a dangerous place

For there are more ascensions than there is space

Angels causing accidents

The camera phones’ll document

But if I start to levitate

Pull me down with all your weight

There’s a long, slow fade

To a darkened stage

And I hear you say

«Only a fool gives it away»

Only a fool would give

Only a fool gives it away

You’re trying to turn into the skid

In this never-ending grid

But you should know it’s not ideal

All those hands upon the wheel

There’s a long, slow fade

To a darkened stage

And I hear you say

«Only a fool gives it away»

There’s a long, slow fade

To a darkened stage

And I hear you say

«Only a fool gives it away»

Only a fool would give

Only a fool would give

Only a fool gives this away