"How To Serve Man" lyrics - EL-P
Girlfriend: What are you thinking right now?
El: I would really prefer not to tell you what's going on in my head right now.
Girlfriend: I really wanna know. I'm not gonna hold it against you. I promise. I'm a big girl-I can handle it. Just tell me what's going on in your head...
("The Twilight Zone": Mr. Chambers, don't get on that ship! The rest of the book "To Serve Man," it's... it's a cookbook!)
That's not a hand it's a claw, and this is not a song it's an exorcism of numbness,
We are not in my bedroom anymore, it's a prison camp that I've been stuck in
This isn't skin, it's a scramble suit with a thousand me's rotating,
That's not your mouth, it's a boredom generator powered by irritation,
We aren't a couple, we're isolationists who tried to use the buddy system
And that wasn't sex, it was a competition for power that I'm clearly winning
But that's not victory, matter fact I think I'm better off forfeiting,
You go for de gold girl, I'm about to bounce out deadwoods hills for cleaner living
And I really do...
Hope it all works out like you want it to
I hope it all works out like you want it to
I hope it all works out like you want it to
I hope it all works out like you want
This isn't Brooklyn, it's a colony of wayward bees without a queen
And we aren't people, more like Sims controlled by childish deities,
But see we're alive now, and that's not time we're wasting nah this is life
And you're so pretty, like the gleam off that blade when you slipped my ribs the shivy,
This ain't a breakup, I like to think of it as a... stay of execution,
And that's not the air I'm clearing, it's the wispy trails of our cumulus pollution,
And that's not despair you're feeling, it's the petulant reaction of a wounded child
And that's not the door I'm looking at, it's an escape hatch to this zeppelin we're inside
And I really do...
Hope it all works out like you want it to
I hope it all works out like you want it to
I hope it all works out like you want it to
I hope it all works out like you want
You're not a woman you're a piranha with cutlery for dentured up smile
And I'm not a man, I'm an incomplete punchline of a joke I don't understand,
That's not your diary, it's a cookbook and I'm you're favorite chapter when you're bored
And that's not a love letter, it's a recipe for the same slop you served before
This ain't an insult, it's the clearest truth I've ever had the misery to speak
But these aren't words, these are the terms of my surrender and defeat
But I'm not sorry, beyond the sorry nature of existing with no plans,
Please don't touch me. Just wave goodbye with that claw that's not a hand.
Did I mention that I...
Hope it all works out like you want it to
I hope it all works out like you want it to
I hope it all works out like you want it to
I hope it all works out like you want
[3x] Really do...
Hope it all works out like you want it to
I hope it all works out like you want it to
I hope it all works out like you want it to
I hope it all works out like you want
[8x] Really do...