Song From Under the Lampshade Lyrics

I was a shadow of myself

But I was looking for a face like yours

I was always whipping up a strategy

So why was the plot elusive

I scribbled notes in books at bars

I confess it was for show.

By the time I hit the third sheet

Joey said, It's time to go.

There was one last page to ink up

Cuz I wanted you to know

I wrote a song from under the lampshade

They couldn't wait for me show

The coma of the party

Nodding through bad jokes

I stumbled Krog Bridge to Boulevard

Slinking with the lowlifes, lowlifes, lowlifes.

You were a cartoon of yourself,

Lover averse to my pretty words

You, always playing opposite

So why did we kiss in public?

There's balance cuz you joined me

Every time I chased a hunch

A nip in my back pocket

Naughty there to spike the punch

Or steadying my nerves

Before we met your dad for lunch

I sang a song from under the lampshade.

I couldn't wait for you to come,

A dream of origami, a design for love,

We drove from Brunswick to Birmingham

But nothing seemed to go right, go right, go right.

Now I'm a phantom of myself

Just good intentions and filthy words

I'm always slurping up a time machine

So how could I leave you nowhere?

Here's a Catholic education

Taught by Mr. Malcontent

Wobbling like Peter

As we walked on wet cement

A time to retch, a time to rot,

But no time to repent

This is a song from under the lampshade

You couldn't wait for me to go,

The blackout of the blowout,

Speeding through fugue states.

I crawled Adair to Olmstead Park

Alone beneath the low light, low light, low light.