Kerouac's Teeth Songtext
von Get Dead

On the road like Kerouac, packed in a van full of Bukowski′s
In the desert in November, there's so much out there I′d like to see
But the silence in the canyon, feels just fine with electricity
And in this harsh environment, well, even the devil gets his sympathies

So, I dig on down into the dirt
Past the surface, and the hurt, just to see what we've been building on
Past the love regret and fire, childish dreams and downward spirals
Then all I found was, were these songs
Just old songs, they're never quite right, but they′re never quite wrong
Old songs, just old songs
They might lead you astray, or they might just lead you home

And the city lights and stars just fight, so in the dark is where I′d rather be
Far away from all the left and the right wing televised tragedy
And it's easy not to pick a side, when it′s just all a compromise to me
But ain't it all just a fucking lie, when you come to find they put a price on free


So, I dig on down into the dirt
Past the surface, and the hurt, just to see what we′ve been building on
Past the love regret and fire, childish dreams and downward spirals
Then all I found was, were these songs
Just old songs, they're never quite right, but they′re never quite wrong
Old songs, just old songs
They might lead you astray, or they might just lead you home

We're throwing grenades in small spaces just to save face for an argument
But it's all just a brass polish on a sinking ship the point has missed my friends
And I′ve been holding my breath for longer than I′d like to state
So I exhale a bitter smoke of just about, well, everything

So, I dig on down into the dirt
Past the surface and the hurt, just to see what we've been building on
Past the love regret and fire, childish dreams and downward spirals
Then all I found was, were these songs
Just old songs, they′re never quite right, but they're never quite wrong
Old songs, just old songs
They might lead you astray, or they might just lead you home

All these old songs