Meet Me In The Dollar Bin lyrics

Song information

Artist: Les Savy Fav
Album: Inches

Lyrics

Dead tired. bone dry. admired, till i-
Can't make with the batteries, bad day at the cannery
They're making a mess of me. best left tested by history
I grab this mic and spike it to the ground, the lightning's bad but at least it's not loud
The lighting's bad- the band can't see the crowd so I'm coming down

There is no incident, there's nothing incidental in this song
There is no accident, there's nothing accidental in this song
There's no coincidence, there's nothing coincidental in this song

Dead tired. bone dry. admired, till i-
I grab this mic and spike it to the ground, the lightning's bad but at least it's not loud
The lighting's bad- the band can't see the crowd so I'm coming down

Meet me in the dollar bin, it's a band I once was in
Haven't done much better since
This is no coincidence- been rubbing off our finger prints covered up with phony skins
This giving in has worn so thin that you can see the beat within
Born fat or flat chested, the best of us tested
We passed and we passed, we passed out when we could
We got old, but we got good and we did all we said we would

[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]

"Inches" album track list