Good Afternoon by The Dixie Narcos Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Reason riding into sunny afternoons
Bottle explosions, the hourglass is half full
Push it and pull, cry for the moon
You were alone mid afternoon
Cry by yourself with petty convictions
That crucify anyone's small expectations
Of having uncertainty creep into views
[Verse 2]
Single flick of a cigarette
To inch you into the future
Escape from something real
Escape from what you feel
Inside your head, the tiniest universe
Inscrutable to the moon as big as a sea
Easier to ease yourself into wiping it all clean
Clean, clean
[Chorus]
You ride so hard into the anxious, tender moon
And it goes away in time
Oh, sweet release
And you beg in disbelief
Oh won't you come back home
And I feel your push and pull
One more time
[Verse 3]
Even if I were a God, I'd play with myself
And make bets with people
Then spend the money on hookers and pizza
Show up to bar mitzvah's dressed like a nun
It's already happening he's among us
Laughing out loud as we say what he is
And give him a gender with an agenda
That will sympathize with our lives
[Chorus]
You ride so hard into the anxious, tender moon
And it goes away in time
Oh, sweet release
And you beg in disbelief
Oh won't you come back home
And I feel your push and pull
One more time
[Verse 4]
Halfway through I'm counting the seconds and
Identifying with books
That focus on the concept of nonconceptualizing
And disidentification
I didn't know because I knew
There's nothing to do
But watch as they clean
Off all conditioning
A blank piece of paper
Nothing to remember
No pain, in the past, no presence, no future
Reason riding into sunny afternoons
Bottle explosions, the hourglass is half full
Push it and pull, cry for the moon
You were alone mid afternoon
Cry by yourself with petty convictions
That crucify anyone's small expectations
Of having uncertainty creep into views
[Verse 2]
Single flick of a cigarette
To inch you into the future
Escape from something real
Escape from what you feel
Inside your head, the tiniest universe
Inscrutable to the moon as big as a sea
Easier to ease yourself into wiping it all clean
Clean, clean
[Chorus]
You ride so hard into the anxious, tender moon
And it goes away in time
Oh, sweet release
And you beg in disbelief
Oh won't you come back home
And I feel your push and pull
One more time
[Verse 3]
Even if I were a God, I'd play with myself
And make bets with people
Then spend the money on hookers and pizza
Show up to bar mitzvah's dressed like a nun
It's already happening he's among us
Laughing out loud as we say what he is
And give him a gender with an agenda
That will sympathize with our lives
[Chorus]
You ride so hard into the anxious, tender moon
And it goes away in time
Oh, sweet release
And you beg in disbelief
Oh won't you come back home
And I feel your push and pull
One more time
[Verse 4]
Halfway through I'm counting the seconds and
Identifying with books
That focus on the concept of nonconceptualizing
And disidentification
I didn't know because I knew
There's nothing to do
But watch as they clean
Off all conditioning
A blank piece of paper
Nothing to remember
No pain, in the past, no presence, no future