Know Your Onion! Songtext
von The Shins

Shut out, pimpled and angry
I quietly tied all my guts into knots
Gave up on trying to make ′em
I figured it'd take ′em too long to look up and besides

It was undeniably clear to me, I don't know why
When every other part of life seemed locked behind shutters
I knew what worthless dregs we've always been


Lucked out found my favorite records
Lying in wait at the Birmingham Mall
The songs that I heard
The occasional book
Were the only fun I ever took
And I got on with making myself
The trick is just making yourself

But when they′re parking their cars on your chest
You′ve still got a view of the summer sky
To make it hurt twice when your restless body
Caves to its whims
And suddenly struggles to take flight


3000 miles north east
I left all my friends at the morning bus stop shaking their heads
"What kind of life do you dream of? you're allergic to love"
Yes, I know but I must say in my own defense
It′s been undeniably dear to me, I don't know why
When every other part of life seemed locked behind shutters
I knew the worthless dregs we are
The selfless, loving saints we are
The melting, sliding dice we′ve always been