I Don't Do Much Screaming Anymore Songtext
von Gumshoes

Joe′s a good kid with a trembling lip
And a clipboard pressed to his chest like a defibrillator
His stoniest fear's his only idea
To be true to the cause, to be your facilitator
So shiver in fright, the rain is like a sheet
A watercolour painting of a street
You could make a difference here
If you could only move your feet

Heaven is a place, it′s 3 feet off the ground
There's a hand around your ankle always pulling you back down
I wanna go beyond it, I want a better view
Of all the gods in miniature and not a speck of you
I want to find a future
I want to lose it all


Sid's a good kid with a plate of shit
And a car that won′t start and a murmuring heart left burning
Born on the clock, on the boss′ new watch
The commuting toward the losing before the earning
And puddle-soaked shoes just puzzles and clues to be found
In the mystery of when this misery will end up profound
Joe tries to show him a clipboard
He pushes joe to the ground

Heaven is a place, with a star for you
And there's an upturned pin in your sunday shoes
Who knows how you′re meant to stand
A chance encounter with your fellow man
I want to find a future
I want to lose it all

It's the second day of the rest of our lives
Was much like the first, much like the first
We gave it all and boy we survived
We did our worst, we did our worst
Then I hear one of the neighbour′s scream
And I wanna be living that dream
But I don't do much screaming anymore


And I feel like I′m living right
In the line of a rifle sight
But I don't do much screaming anymore
I hear him coming, the running man
Face painted, with guns for hands
But I don't do much screaming anymore
And I heard that birthday clown
He′s working funerals now
But I don′t do much screaming anymore
And as much as I'd like to be
Mister Antigravity
No, I don′t do much screaming anymore

And I saw the river run
With the boiling blood of our mother's sons
But I don′t do much screaming anymore
Raise strained voices higher, higher
Yet I don't do much screaming anymore
And I should′ve been in that crowd
But I didn't make a sound
Cause I don't do much screaming anymore
And as much as I ought to be
Mister Antigravity
No, I don′t do much screaming anymore

And I′m hunting for something sane
In the eye of a hurricane
Where I don't do much screaming anymore
And I′m gazing down into the sea
There's a face and it′s looking at me
But I don't do much screaming anymore
And all that I came to know
Was every mistake on every flake of snow
So I don′t do much screaming anymore
And as much as I'd like to be
Mister Antigravity
No, I don't do much screaming anymore