Twenty-Something Blues by The Brave Optimistic Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Hitching rides on socialized pollution lines
Those damn mechanics robbed me blind
So now I read on my way to work
Seven pages into Nietzsche’s Antichrist
A fallen angel caught my eye
And as I blinked her image recurred
[Chorus 1]
I’d hate to see a gal that great
Going out on fast food dates
Just look at all these handsome cars
They signal cash and chiseled jaws
And I just ride the bus, I ride the bus
[Verse 2]
Crashing on my childhood bed at twenty five
While studying the devil’s arts
Of science, math and ways to get stoned
Across the wall, a set of crosses eyes my bed
I just can’t take a girl to it
Cuz’ momma’d know and I’d be disowned
[Chorus 2]
I’d hate to see a gal that great
Have to take me to her place
There’re mansions she’s deserving of
With silky sheets for making love
And I just live at home, I live at home
[Verse 3]
The cross around her neck sways like a metronome
She’d fit right in in momma’s home
But god you know I’ll never be saved
And so you’ll hear me pray this one and only prayer
That god, you might release this girl
We’ll live our days so wholly depraved
[Chorus 3]
And I’d hate to see a gal that great
Spend another day enslaved
With thoughts of hell and sacrament
But every night she says amen
And I just won’t be saved, I won’t be saved
[Verse 4]
Pages into books of old philosophy
I bet he’d talk right over me
But I’d sure love to lay a good brain
I’m sick of all these assholes in their fancy cars
They signal cash and and empty hearts
Oh why’d I rush out looking so plain
[Chorus 4]
And I’d hate to see a guy that great
Pull the cord and slip away
Despite his coy and careless glance
I’d almost stand up, take a chance
But I just ride the bus
I just ride the bus
I just ride the bus
Hitching rides on socialized pollution lines
Those damn mechanics robbed me blind
So now I read on my way to work
Seven pages into Nietzsche’s Antichrist
A fallen angel caught my eye
And as I blinked her image recurred
[Chorus 1]
I’d hate to see a gal that great
Going out on fast food dates
Just look at all these handsome cars
They signal cash and chiseled jaws
And I just ride the bus, I ride the bus
[Verse 2]
Crashing on my childhood bed at twenty five
While studying the devil’s arts
Of science, math and ways to get stoned
Across the wall, a set of crosses eyes my bed
I just can’t take a girl to it
Cuz’ momma’d know and I’d be disowned
[Chorus 2]
I’d hate to see a gal that great
Have to take me to her place
There’re mansions she’s deserving of
With silky sheets for making love
And I just live at home, I live at home
[Verse 3]
The cross around her neck sways like a metronome
She’d fit right in in momma’s home
But god you know I’ll never be saved
And so you’ll hear me pray this one and only prayer
That god, you might release this girl
We’ll live our days so wholly depraved
[Chorus 3]
And I’d hate to see a gal that great
Spend another day enslaved
With thoughts of hell and sacrament
But every night she says amen
And I just won’t be saved, I won’t be saved
[Verse 4]
Pages into books of old philosophy
I bet he’d talk right over me
But I’d sure love to lay a good brain
I’m sick of all these assholes in their fancy cars
They signal cash and and empty hearts
Oh why’d I rush out looking so plain
[Chorus 4]
And I’d hate to see a guy that great
Pull the cord and slip away
Despite his coy and careless glance
I’d almost stand up, take a chance
But I just ride the bus
I just ride the bus
I just ride the bus