Lyrics The Weakerthans

The Weakerthans

Everything Must Go

grass on saturday i need to pay

my hearts outstanding bills

cracked up compas and a pocket watch

some plastic dafidills

the cutlery and coffee cups i stole

from Oni retsuruant

a sense of wonder only sligjtly used

a year or two to haunt you in the dark

for a phone call from far away

with a hi how are you today?

and the sign recovery comes

to the broken ones

weights slates have

a forty hour work week ways

1,000 killograms

so bend your kness

comes with a free fake smile

for all your dumb demands

the cordless razor that my father baught

when i turend 17

the puke green sofa and an outline to

a complicated dream of dignity

for i liaghed to loud and too long

for a palce where awkward belong

and the sign recovery comes

to the broken ones

to the broken ones

to the broken ones

to the broken ones

for a broken one