Adelaide Lyrics

I took all my clothes off, Adelaide

Knowing it's important that you get in bed by eight

Something spurred me on

Tarnish, soot, and the Prostitute Old Testament

Digitize my bedroom eyes when I say let the games begin

And third place goes to Grace

The roses bloom in June, or don't they now?

Or have they thrown their lot in with all the losers from other schools?

I'm getting the feeling they do

It looks like it should be cold outside, it's summer now

The view from the moon is beautiful but it saddens me somehow

It feels like I'm dreaming

The birds are going crazy, bashing their heads

Against mine and half the time I think it might be something I said

It's deafening and just like that, it's gone

And if I wake up in the morning sun

Will I get done what I needed done?

Can I get up off of the bedroom floor or put it off another day?

Sometimes they get away, hey, ma, it's a crowded feeling

Down here staring at the ceiling

Oh, it doesn't work out that way now does it, Adelaide?