Okkervil River R.I.P. - Okkervil River

Hey, my little baby

Pointing at the sky’s amazing

In the lake now

All of this sensation

And no space on earth to place it

Where it’s safe now

You’ve got a big day coming

A big day coming now

Gather, crowd, around me

In the gutter where you found me

Help me stand now

My body, it is aching

And my poor old heart is breaking

And I’m so freaked out

We’ve got a big chance coming

A big chance coming now

All the little Sadies

And the literary ladies

Wish me well now

A slob upon a plane that

Through the air is silver swaying

Into sundown

I hightail my cool haircut

Through the turnstiles of the airport

On the run now

Flip a couple hundred pages

I was turning thirty-eight

I was a horrible sight

You’ve got a bad day coming

A sad day coming now

I’ll wear a white suit and black sunglasses

To the last mass now

Okay

Then give me one last kiss

In your pink silk dress, I guess

Said, «I have lost all will to»

With my face pressed against your breast

And I have pilfered the king’s pills

From the palace medicine chest

I cried a quart of crocodile tears

Onto Alison N’s pink champagne glass

I was escorted from the premises

For being a mess

And it’s just like when Sean Howe told me

How the Force MDs died

Lou Gehrig’s disease laid T.C.D.

low

Mercury had a heart attack back in '95

And where DJ Doctor Rock went

Nobody knows

I see my grandfather, T. Holmes «Bud» Moore

Laid up in his hospital clothes

But I think about Judee Sill dying in some trailer park

Out of cocaine and codeine all alone

It was a big waste

Brother, such a big waste

Yeah, I know

They had some great songs

Must have been a great time

So long ago

But I didn’t open up my mouth

Just to piss and moan

No way

All the air is glittering

I went and hit the

Skating rink alone now

I watched the kids all skim across the ice

They look so nice

It was so cold out

And then I coughed into my cupped hands

And crossed the rink so I could hear the band

Two guitars, a drummer

A chick singer with a Kurzweil

On a keyboard stand

And I said, «Play that cover»

I said, «Play that cover song again»