Brain Gallop - Stephen Malkmus & The Jicks

Before the knife gets red

Civilization rears its pretty head

I hope it won’t stick, sometimes these words are such bitter friends

Come back to bite you in the rearest of ends

There’s not much left inside my tank today

There’s just enough to come and whisk you away

There’s not much left inside my tank today

There’s just enough to come and throw you away

I have no idea when

We crystallized into talking bookends

But, facts they are facts, I gotta have it so I won’t let go

I know you like it when I come on too slow

There’s not much left inside my tank today

There’s just enough to come and whisk you away

There’s not much left inside my tank today

There’s just enough to come and throw you away