Good Bones Lyrics

I'm oblivious and hyper-vigilant like all at once.

I've been flying in an airplane for the last eleven months.

I'm as cunning as a ghost dance, and a darling of the scribes.

I've received the keys to cities from my many adoptive tribes.

There's a ghost of old Gestapo in the home where I begin.

I've been violent with my homeland like a real mujahedin.

An apocalyptic time clock's now in almost every home,

Next to every public statue and hidden under every dome.

No electric confirmation comes when you want it too hard;

No angelic choir singing, just the chickens in the yard.

Love is like a railroad switch point: one-track betting makes it real.

My intended destination makes no difference to the Wheel.

Give the passenger a hammer to smash the window and escape!

Can't you see the bus is burning and operated by an ape?

Nothing paves the way for danger like equipment in disuse.

Here's a tiny metal anchor for in case you're coming loose.