Junk Food Chimney Songtext
von Ezra Bell

I could be happy if I died today
If I go on living, I will try do same
And all of our old quarrels may swing down soon
They are calling from the rafters, our clarity a fluke


But for now, let′s make love with the lights on
And I won't wonder where you have been nor with whom
The pictures of your saints hanging crooked from the drywall
The body of the goddess in your thin red shoes

And none need understand all the reasons we have come here
But as the days grow shorter they may have their say
Look me in the eyes before they do, little darling
I would be happy if I died today