Find the airport, 7 a.m.
|
My heart pumping pure mini-bar
|
Sit on the concrete by the carts
|
And some girl throws a dime in my lap
|
|
You won't be laughing when you hear how this one ends
|
So I sleep through the entire flight
|
Don't really wake up until the cab driver says
|
'Hey, where you going, I forget.'
|
|
Think of the time I came to visit you here
|
The year after Jeremy died
|
And the elevator's fast and pops my ears out.
|
|
They're all waiting patiently
|
Touch my name tag and say 'Hello'
|
I'm too tired to smile today
|
Squeak the chair once, take a deep breath
|
Straighten my tie and say, 'What's the damage.'
|
|
And the pause feels like an extra year of high school
|
The CEO takes me aside
|
I'm down 12 points and they're selling.
|
|
The graphs in the board room show
|
by the time that the market opens in Tokyo,
|
I'll be worthless
|
|
So, what I'm trying to say,
|
I mean what I'm asking is,
|
I know we haven't talked in a while
|
But could you come get me?
|
|
-----------------
|
Relative Surplus Value
|
The Weakerthans |