Ice Fishing Lyrics

In a paperback loft
With peeling yellow paint
She's learning now that caffeine stains
And if you smile too long you break

Tying up the sunday trash
With a wire and a weekly rut
Living out the fashion times
With a name you can always trust

And they glide over marble tiles
Covered in those sweet suburban smiles
Ice Fishing for a bride groom
With some bait and a ball and chain

And she's tired of going out
And of stylish rugburns
And of sugar malted glee

Plastic kids and electric yard
Made with credit cards
And a picture framed disease

Flourescent lights on linoleum floors
Computer screens and revolving doors
Electric eyes and a vinyl forehead
And a smile to make Jesus proud