Overton Songtext
von Dutch Uncles

Did I wake up weeping ′cos I long for less
Just smile of sense
From the payments and the constant quiz
This start and end
And the day don't recognise, I′ve reconciled
With what I meant...

Then what of your brains
After your custard binge
Of a Pynchon pace
To human erased?
A colourful host you see?
Or an Overton overspent on a maybe?
Did you think of it first?
The stick in the mud, HELLO! HELLO! HELLO!
When to think of it first
Would be giving it up, I Know, I Know, I Know
But you're making it worse
Just for better words. I Hope, I Hope, I Hope...


That 'Ditty Jumbo′ silly me
More better luck than bitterly
′Silly Jumbo' bitter me
Come alive with cup of tea
Pick a rule and make a lead
Too steadily...

That′s a deal if I wanna
What would it mean to another being
If I stomach the worse kind of water
Just to reach for the chorus sound
To curl out the minutes
And brace for my fidget
Belong to the sequence
The rest is my secret
To quell like a good'un
And paint to the nuance
"We all want to live it, but its not gonna fix this"

Would you think of it first,
Just for making it worse?
Would you think of it first,
Just for making it worse?