Bright Eyes – Trees Get Wheeled Away

Anchor men spike their blood

Wear a mask of mud, cucumbers cut to fit their eyes

so no one would know how tired they’ve grown

of talking and telling their lies

While the tv’s change stations

scroll messages, victims and christains both drinking blood

and they’ll pray for the destrucion

of all hatred, more often just those with hate for us

cause it hurts when you discover ones worse and ones better

to suffer or cause others to

and you can live by your concious

now guilt is a concept you’re no longer subscribing to

Theres a virgin in my bed

and shes taking off her dress

and I’m not sure what I am goin’ do

Theres a song stuck in my head

and i can’t help singing it

oh how i hope my singin pleases you

cause this is not who i’ve become but who you make me into

we’ve got no health insurance

no cellular service

no disease they can cure

but we need more money to burn

so each person must learn the dollar amount they are worth

and those pills make me dizzy, forgetting my body

i watch as it walks away

and i just keep drinking the poisen

and smoking the cartons

a pack and a half a day

and so when time comes to claim me

my friends and my family will gather around my grave

and they’ll believe that they knew me

and love me and miss me

and all call me by my name

so immagine what you want and hold onto that thought

cause thats as close as it will ever come

and believe you’re were you’re are

keep acting out the part

but at the end of the day

the trees all get wheeled away

and you’ll be standing alone in a blank, blank space

so believe you’re who you are

and stay in character

but at the end of the play the audience walks away

and ill be shivering cold on a well lit stage