(originally by Elliott Smith)
Everything is exactly right
When I walk around here drunk every night
With an open container from 7-Eleven
In St. Ides Heaven
I've been out hauntin' the neighborhood
Everyone can see I'm no good
When I'm walkin' out between parked cars
With a head full of stars
High on amphetamines
The moon is a light bulb breakin'
It'll go around with anyone
But it won't come down for anyone
You think you know what brings me down
That I want those things you could never allow
You see me smilin', you think it's a frown
Turned upside down
'Cause everyone is a fuckin' pro
They all got answers from trouble they've known
They all got to say what you should and shouldn't do
Though they don't have a clue
High on amphetamines
The moon is a light bulb, it's breaking
It'll go around with anyone
But it won't come down for anyone
And I won't come down for anyone
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