Favourite Food - Tokyo Police Club

With a heart-attack on your plate

You were looking back on your days

How you spent them all in a blur

When they asked if you were for sure

Let the sugar melt down your throat

'Cause you know it’s sweet getting old

With a lollipop and a rose

Let the hospital be your home

'Cause your knees are scratched and your eyes are black

Put a plaster there and I’ll sign your cast

In the liner notes at the end

Some familiar names in tiny print

On the cover page of the year

Grainy photographs, greasy hair

But it’s noon o’clock and you’re still asleep

And your coffee’s cold, your coffee’s icy

'Cause your knees are scratched and your eyes are black

Put a plaster there and I’ll sign your cast

Classic Hollywood is a kid

With the volume up all the way

Now you do the same and you’re right

Things are better in black and white

But there’s another girl and another day

And your favourite food still tastes the same

'Cause your knees are scratched and your eyes are black

Put a plaster there and I’ll sign your cast

When the best and the brightest turn their televisions on

Have your seatbelts strapped and your helmets on