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Junk Bond Trader

๐Ÿ‘ค Elliot Smith โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Figure 8 โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 3:50
๐ŸŽต 1172 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:50 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 8147556

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

The imitation picks you up like a habit
Writing in the glow of the TV's static
Taking out the trash to the man
Give the people something they'd understand
A stick man flashing a fine-lined smile
Junk bond trader trying to sell a sucker a stock
Rich man in a poor man's clothes
The permanent installment of the daily dose

And you tell off when you tell it like it is
Your world's no wider than your hatred of his
Checking into a small reality
Boring as a drug you take too regularly
The athlete's laugh, the broken crutch
The first true love that folded at the slightest touch
Brought down like an old hotel
People digging through the rubble for things they can resell

Happy holidays, sad sick savior
The leaving lover that I still favor
I won't take your medicine
I don't need a remedy
To be everything I'm supposed to be
I don't want nobody else
I can do it by myself
We're meant to be together

Now I'm a policeman directing traffic
Keeping everything moving, everything static
I'm a hitchhiker you'll recognize passing
On your way to some everlasting

Better sell it while you can
Better sell it while you can
Better sell it while you can
Better sell it while you can

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:28.00] The imitation picks you up like a habit
[00:32.06] Writing in the glow of the TV's static
[00:35.64] Taking out the trash to the man
[00:39.27] Give the people something they'd understand
[00:42.42] A stick man flashing a fine-lined smile
[00:46.25] Junk bond trader trying to sell a sucker a stock
[00:50.35] Rich man in a poor man's clothes
[00:53.38] The permanent installment of the daily dose
[00:58.53]
[01:10.77] And you tell off when you tell it like it is
[01:15.37] Your world's no wider than your hatred of his
[01:18.87] Checking into a small reality
[01:22.16] Boring as a drug you take too regularly
[01:25.52] The athlete's laugh, the broken crutch
[01:28.81] The first true love that folded at the slightest touch
[01:33.05] Brought down like an old hotel
[01:35.95] People digging through the rubble for things they can resell
[01:40.78] Happy holidays, sad sick savior
[01:47.75] The leaving lover that I still favor
[01:54.59] I won't take your medicine
[01:57.72] I don't need a remedy
[02:01.69] To be everything I'm supposed to be
[02:08.53] I don't want nobody else
[02:12.19] I can do it by myself
[02:14.96] We're meant to be together
[02:22.39]
[02:50.34] Now I'm a policeman directing traffic
[02:54.27] Keeping everything moving, everything static
[02:57.87] I'm a hitchhiker you'll recognize passing
[03:01.46] On your way to some everlasting
[03:05.96] Better sell it while you can
[03:13.27] Better sell it while you can
[03:20.36] Better sell it while you can
[03:27.26] Better sell it while you can
[03:31.93]

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