Conor Oberst - Kick lyrics

rate me

Kick, you know you’re still a kid

And your diet's too full of additives

Passed out on a couch with ashes in your mouth

Dreamin’ that you’re hopping a fence

This world must have it out for you

From the shores of Montauk up to Malibu

The trappings of a name you never could escape

These people wanna live in the past

Some Golden Age that they never had

I thought we lost that Camelot

I thought we lost that Camelot

Some children story we forgot

Grew old so long ago

Kick, it’s hard to find a friend

In a place that is so cruel and partisan

But you should go in style to Stockholm for a while

Live outside the oblivions lens

One day you’ll have a fine divorce

And a cemetery plot in Hyannisport

Next time you close your eyes

On a helicopter ride

I hope you see it isn’t your fault

I hope you know it isn’t your fault

I thought they shot that Camelot

I thought they shot that Camelot

Whoever shot this movie, stop

Keep rolling

Said the show must go on

Layin’ in the office on an old chaise-lounge

Listening to the doctor drone

No therapeutic healing once the shock wears off

Answer every question you know

Hidin’ in the hammock with the shades pulled down

Wonderin’ if the story's broke

Tragedy is profit once the word gets out

Tabloids at the country store

Searchin’ under tables when the bar closes down

Said somebody stole your phone

Now there’s no one to talk to

But these trust fund drunks

Should have brought a chaperone

Kick,I'd love to help you

But I just don’t count

Friendship makes you paranoid

I don’t believe in curses but I just might now

You never really had a choice

Like all your broken toys

Kick you know this life is rich

But pleasure is not the same as happiness

But if you don’t collide with the traffic in your mind

I think you'll find your way out of this

I hope you’ll find your way out of this

Thanks to V for correcting these lyrics