Good Morning Joan

Good morning, Joan, now pick up your phone

It was bad, but just a dream, and you are remembered

Put on something pretty, go back to the city

In town, the sky's just space, no starlight in your face

Listen to Eve, she's got stuff up her sleeve

To her, there's no excuse

You've gotta use before you get used

Or talk to Louise, she knows all about freezing

She got lost in early May, and now it's December

I'd call on you if I could

If you were less like me, I would

Good morning, Joan, did you wake up alone?

Did you dream you woke up happy with a phone book full of names?

Just forget about Mary, she says everything's scary

She got locked inside her skin

Get near her, she'll drag you in

I'd call on you if I could

If you were less like me, I would

Save you from this if I could

If I were less like you, God knows I would

Save you from this, spare us all this shit

But you're all just like me, so I quit

My name is yours, can I sleep on your floor?

See, my heroes changed their minds, and I lost my numbers