Aching For You

Chinese food and your sleeping back

We're born-again losers

It's funny

Honey, you know, this is not so bad

Hanging around, wired for sound

It's funny and sad and it's true

I'm aching for you

We carry an island around on our backs

We're born-again vagrants

It's funny

We ask for nothing wherever we land

Meanwhile, we got nothing, isn't that something?

Wailing in the garage,

Breaking all the rules,

And I don't need you

You know you're truly bizarre,

You're changing all the rules, a

Nd I don't need you, but I want you bad

We're all I ever had

Love is a needle, goes all the way down

I'm always surprised

So shoot me a roll of your best paradise

It's so pretty, I just want to die

It's funny