Straight to Video

Part of me dies in each and every vibration

I heard it twice, so then twice did I die

Holding on tight as the last hour of light

Sheds a fading reminder, "You cannot abide"

I say, "To each their own

However you must cope"

Caught 'em French kissing, busted cans of biscuits

Rolling on the floor with the folks out of town

Time has a long-winded way of saying no to things

Can't cheat the system if the system is down

But it's writ on the wall like a poem in a stall

As the new rock 'n' roll goes straight to video

I won't judge you for nothing, just stay off of my toes

I've heard you can really breathe in San Diego