Hickey Avenue

We talk a lot in crappy cars and restaurants and shitty bars

We ain't trying very hard but we've got that fucking bark

We talked the talk, packed up the shit where the fuckers would be feeling it

If they could hear the epithets and the rejoinders that we spit

We talk a lot and now we're feeling fine

We talk a lot, yeah, we've got nothing but time

And baby you don't know what it's like

So let's keep rolling out of this shitty yellow light

'Cuz we've been trolling through this endless parade of identical days

Nothing changes, it only rots away

We talk a lot but no one's listening

We've been over this before

Now it's happening again

Now we're squawking with them crows

We hang on wires and watch the city and its busy days below

We talk a lot, it's the only thing we know

It's time to ride all goddamn day and night

What have you got? I want to melt down with time

I'm scratching out my insides

So let's keep rolling out of this shitty yellow light

'Cuz we've been trolling through this endless parade of identical days

Nothing changes, it only rots away

What are we doing here? Nothing

That's what killing me

That's what's fucking killing me

So now we're rolling out of this shitty yellow light

'Cuz we've been trolling through this endless parade of identical days

Nothing changes and we've forgotten what this used to be like