Nick Lutsko - Thanks to uncle stacy

I ride the ^Cbrake until the top of the hill You're ^Casking me to swallow a pill That is bigger than my ^Fbody It's bigger than my ^Cwill We ^Ccrash against the radio waves They ^Cinfiltrate and feast on our brains I pump my inner ear with ^Fsilence But that only makes things ^Cworse I soak my eyeballs deep in ^Fviolence But then my heart begins to ^Ghurt

Oh well - ^Firony, ironically Becomes the standard recipe for ^Cnormalcy ^{G F}Who discovered what and how much longer til it's cool again is ^Call lost on ^Gme

N.C.

(This is not a democracy, this is a legacy)

Well ^CI might ride my bicycle around ^CI passed out near the old playground And woke ^Fup to some kids Sticking safety pins in my ^Chead ^CI shook em off and I fought with their moms They ^Cmade some accusations and then called the cops I tried to ride ^Faway but then they maced me And old man Jimmy left me for ^Cdead I ^Gwoke up in the morning feeling o^Frnery and I did it a^Cgain

The pencil ^Cdances in the palms of my hands The naked ^Cpage patiently waits for inspiration But it's wasted once ^Fagain And it's judging me so ^Chard My Uncle ^CStacy is a magical man He lives ^Calone out in the desert Eating cactus, making potions out of ^Fsand And he sends them to my ^Cmom

Well ^CI might ride my bicycle around ^CI passed out near the old playground And woke ^Fup to the kiss Of an interdimensional being on my ^Clips ^CI shook it off and then reached in my pocket ^CIt screamed something in Latin as I pulled the top off Uncle Stacy's ^Fpotion; it exploded and sucked it straight into the ^Cabyss ^GThanks to Uncle Stacy, I'll be ^Friding in the morning ^Cagain