"Civil Disobedience"

(written by Kristin Hersh)

Lie down, don't move

Quiet, you

Sick with amazement, I'm soaking and broke

Here's a big, fat aspirin, maybe you'll choke

That's not funny

Get me into your club

Get me off your hook

I wanna get excited, I wanna be your slave

Ignorance is happiness unless you get paid

And times never change, I'm running out of days...

But we could always run away-ay and

Mm, you could always run away-ay with me

Yeah we could always run away-ay and

Mm, you could always run away-ay with me

Run away-ay, way-ay

Run away

I don't like you any more than you know

I still like you too much

This city's insane

These people are crazy

You can buy me breakfast

And then find me a coat

Back in that apartment

I saw too many ghosts to go home

This bread is old

My coffee's cold

We live on toast & coffee

We live on bread & water

We live on coke & pretzels

We live on bread & water

Times never change, I'm running out of days...