Broadripple Is Burning - Living Room Version Lyrics

Children, broadripple is burning
& the girls are getting sick
Off huffin' glue up in the bathroom
While your boyfriends pick up chicks
& darling i'm lost
I heard you whispering that night in fountain square
The trash-filled streets made me wish we were headed home
& there was love inside the basement where that woman used to lie
In a sleeping bag we shared upon the floor most- every night
& darling i'm drunk

& everything that i have loved has turned to stone
So pack your bags
& come back home
& i'm wasted
You can taste it
Don't look at me that way
'cause i'll be hanging from a rope
I will haunt you like a ghost
If my woman was a fire she'd burn out before i wake
& be replaced by pints of whiskey
Cigarettes & outer space
& somebody moves
& everything you thought you had has gone to shit
We've got a lot
Don't ever forget that
& i wrote this on an airplane where the people looked like eggs
& when a woman that you loved has gone
She was bombing east japan
& don't fucking move
'cause everything you thought you had has gone to shit
We got a lot
Don't you dare forget that
& i'm wasted
You can taste it