Monday morning brush my teeth
Try to remember
What I liked about the weekend
What about the week ahead can't I ignore
Try to make me feel like a winner again
Tuesday evening five o'clock
Finally get dressed
To give off the appearance
I did anything of substance at all
Try to offer suspense
Give me a chance to explain myself
I know I'm the problem
With an otherwise flawless film
It was not for me
This could change the world
If anyone at all
Who knows what I mean?
Wednesday evening trash goes out
'Cause Friday morning I'll forget it again
Check the news to feed my doubts
I think it's sexy when she questions the facts
It cuts me loose
Saturday evening movie night
'The French Dispatch' could have been better
Had I not been too high to gather plot
And order the characters
Order the characters
I know I'm the problem
With an otherwise flawless film
It was not for me
And this could change the world
If anyone at all
Who knows what I mean
La de da de da
I'm trapped in suburbia
I'm living the dream
They should be marching against me
Pitchforks and all
So if you're gonna bury me in the front yard
Could you cover me with a sidewalk?
Let's improve the neighborhood
You can call me lazy
You can call me no good liberal
I just want a bike lane
I'm tired of driving
When I want to see my friends
(Arent you?)
When the revolution starts
Can we abolish the cars?
This could change the world
If anyone at all
Who knows what I mean?
The Farewell Friend - An Otherwise Flawless Film Lyrics
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Monday morning brush my teeth
Try to remember
What I liked about the weekend
What about the week ahead can't I ignore
Try to make me feel like a winner again
Tuesday evening five o'clock
Finally get dressed
To give off the appearance
I did anything of substance at all
Try to offer suspense
Give me a chance to explain myself
I know I'm the problem
With an otherwise flawless film
It was not for me
This could change the world
If anyone at all
Who knows what I mean?
Wednesday evening trash goes out
'Cause Friday morning I'll forget it again
Check the news to feed my doubts
I think it's sexy when she questions the facts
It cuts me loose
Saturday evening movie night
'The French Dispatch' could have been better
Had I not been too high to gather plot
And order the characters
Order the characters
I know I'm the problem
With an otherwise flawless film
It was not for me
And this could change the world
If anyone at all
Who knows what I mean
La de da de da
I'm trapped in suburbia
I'm living the dream
They should be marching against me
Pitchforks and all
So if you're gonna bury me in the front yard
Could you cover me with a sidewalk?
Let's improve the neighborhood
You can call me lazy
You can call me no good liberal
I just want a bike lane
I'm tired of driving
When I want to see my friends
(Arent you?)
When the revolution starts
Can we abolish the cars?
This could change the world
If anyone at all
Who knows what I mean?
Try to remember
What I liked about the weekend
What about the week ahead can't I ignore
Try to make me feel like a winner again
Tuesday evening five o'clock
Finally get dressed
To give off the appearance
I did anything of substance at all
Try to offer suspense
Give me a chance to explain myself
I know I'm the problem
With an otherwise flawless film
It was not for me
This could change the world
If anyone at all
Who knows what I mean?
Wednesday evening trash goes out
'Cause Friday morning I'll forget it again
Check the news to feed my doubts
I think it's sexy when she questions the facts
It cuts me loose
Saturday evening movie night
'The French Dispatch' could have been better
Had I not been too high to gather plot
And order the characters
Order the characters
I know I'm the problem
With an otherwise flawless film
It was not for me
And this could change the world
If anyone at all
Who knows what I mean
La de da de da
I'm trapped in suburbia
I'm living the dream
They should be marching against me
Pitchforks and all
So if you're gonna bury me in the front yard
Could you cover me with a sidewalk?
Let's improve the neighborhood
You can call me lazy
You can call me no good liberal
I just want a bike lane
I'm tired of driving
When I want to see my friends
(Arent you?)
When the revolution starts
Can we abolish the cars?
This could change the world
If anyone at all
Who knows what I mean?
Writer: Thomas Troyer
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid