Gray Ledge

Sitting in the car while it rains I am drinking from a lava lamp Dreaming of murdering your friends With the calm of a Boogeyman's got his things in boxes on the porch He's found another client and he's headed up north You go where the work goes They turned our favorite lot into a diner We always thought the location was ideal I lay my head down on the wheel All while Good and evil have makeup sex in the hall Without you I'm a little less angry But I won't forget it, no I don't forget anything I've got an excellent memory Good and evil have makeup sex in the hall Without you I'm a little less angry But you don't regret it, no You don't regret anything You don't Gray Ledge has really earned its name And well, I walk it like a vagabond Until it becomes another place That I don't care about Moving in, got my things in boxes on the porch I'll try to close the circle if you cut me off short This is the triumph of the real Meanwhile Good and evil have makeup sex in the hall Without you I'm a little less angry But I won't forget it, no I don't forget anything I've got an excellent memory Sounds primeval but they're writhing up on the wall The infinite and infinitesimal And I might forget it, but I don't regret anything I don't Nothing is static now Grief is a staircase There is no zero Evil comes first Nothing is static now Grief is a staircase There is no zero Evil comes first