Know Your Onion! Songtext

von The Shins

Shut out, pimpled and angry.
I quietly tied all my guts into knots.
I gave up on trying to make 'em,
I figured it'd take them too long to look up and besides...

It was undeniably clear to me I don't know why
When every other part of life seemed locked behind shutters
I knew what worthless dregs we've always been

Lucked out, found my favorite records
Lying in wait at the birmingham mall.
The songs the I heard,
The occasional book
Were the only fun i'd ever took.
And I got on with making myself.
Yeah trick is just making yourself.

But when they're parking their cars on your chest
You've still got a view of the summer sky
To make it hurt twice when your restless body
Caves to its whims
And suddenly struggles to take flight...

Three thousand miles north east
I left all my friends at the morning bus stop shaking their heads.
"what kind of life you dream of? you're allergic to love."
Yes I know but I must say in my own defense
It's been undeniably dear to me, I don't know why
When every other part of life seemed locked behind shutters
I knew the worthless dregs we are,
The selfless, loving saints we are,
The melting, sliding dice we've always been.