Shit Soup - Sebadoh

I can’t accept your gift

No I really don’t deserve it

Thank you for your trouble

You’re shit soup

And I’m in the reflection booth

Two glass eyes behind

Cheap sunglasses move

Stained-glass gazebo

I really don’t know

Our futures are so separate

Bespectacled and desperate

It’s not my job to undo

The dying prophecy of you

It’s not my job to undo

That hat’s too big for you

Too bad it’s the bad guy’s suit

That hat’s too big for you

(You put me in the bad guy’s suit)

That hat’s a little big for you