It’s Golden Hour Somewhere


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Is this what you needed?
Is this what it's worth?
To see the hidden folders
Toe-tipping out the dirt?
I wish that I could kiss the pixels off your lips
Describe our naked bodies over voice call partnership

Is this why you see him
At Tesla dealerships?
His watch doesn't have his name on
How will he know it's his?
The sun reflects light off hilltop window panes
His grass is the wrong shade of green but he can pay to make a change

Three cars in every garage
And six seats between 'em
You don't need to call
Not averse to hedonism
They'll sell you the rope by which you'll hang yourself
They'll sell you the rope by which you'll hang yourself!

Ha, is this why you need me?
To break what he can't chew?
To ram the Holy Scriptures
Down throats and tennis shoes?
Our father thou art the central Monterey
Oh, take it from me baby, it's worse when you can't pay
It's worse when you can't pay
It's worse when you can't pay

Three cars in every garage
And six seats between 'em
You don't need to call
Not averse to hedonism
They'll sell you the rope by which you'll hang yourself
They'll sell you the rope by which you'll hang yourself

Three cars in every garage
And six seats between 'em (hey, hey, hey)
You don't need to call
Not averse to hedonism (hey, hey, hey)
They'll sell you the rope by which you'll hang yourself (hey, hey, hey)
They'll sell you the rope by which you'll hang yourself (hey, hey, hey)