The Waitresses – Jimmy Tomorrow Lyrics

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Jimmy Tomorrow Lyrics
Shocked? Dismayed?
Or maybe just a little upset?
Well, no, this isn’t pretty
And yes, my hair was longer then
It’s what happens when your choices
Are narrowed to fashion or violence
Adjustments, you make adjustments

There’s nothing that’s wrong with me
That money can’t cure
But I don’t want to be somebody else’s
Learning experience
Some rich kid’s way to spend his allowance
I want magic in my real world
Some modern voodoo to make it work
Voodoo to make it work

I remembered what you sputtered
Chewing your stupid fuel, you said
You said, “The amplification of the eternal present is the technology of desire.”
Shoo! I thought you were already corroded
I said, “You don’t know me
I’ll be the one pulling that perfect crime
Flushing this place down that huge hole
When I quit cigarettes.”
But, it was just more gas
We were all wearing falsies
Weren’t we?

So I’ll stop being clever
And just say it straight:
I guess I set impossible goals
And I don’t know when to quit
Is that it? Is that it? Is that it? Is that it?

Found a cure for daylight? (Yet)
Tom Tomorrow and Sermonette
Found a cure for gravity? (Yet)
Yes, I’m addicted to roofs and jets
Found a cure for hunger? (Yet)
Black coffee, cigarettes
Found a cure for desire? (Yet)
I don’t wanna talk about that
I don’t wanna talk about that

Found a cure for daylight? (Yet)
Tom Tomorrow and Sermonette
Found a cure for gravity? (Yet)
Yes, I’m addicted to roofs and jets
Found a cure for hunger? (Yet)
Black coffee, cigarettes
Found a cure for desire? (Yet)
I don’t wanna talk about that
Why do you keep asking me?

Found a cure for daylight? (Yet)
Tom Tomorrow and Sermonette
Found a cure for gravity? (Yet)
Yes, I’m addicted to roofs and jets
Found a cure for hunger? (Yet)
Black coffee, cigarettes
Found a cure for desire?

My goals?
My goals are to find a cure for irony and make a fool out of God