"King's Crossing" lyrics - ELLIOTT SMITH

The King's Crossing was the main attraction, dominoes falling in a chain reaction
The scraping subject ruled by fear told me whiskey works better than beer
The judge is on vinyl, decisions are final, and nobody gets a reprieve
And every wave is tidal, if you hang around you're going to get wet
I can't prepare for death any more than I already have
All you can do now is watch the shells
The game looks easy, that's why it sells

Frustrated fireworks inside your head are gonna stand and deliver talk instead
The method acting that pays my bills keeps the fat man feeding in Beverly Hills
I got a heavy metal mouth that hurls obscenity
And I get my check from the trash treasury
Because I took my own insides out

It don't matter 'cause I have no sex life, and all I wanna do now is inject my ex-wife
I've seen the movie and I know what happens
It's Christmas time and the needles on the tree, a skinny Santa is bringing something to me
His voice is overwhelming, but his speech is slurred
And I only understand every other word

Open your parachute and grab your gun, falling down like an omen, a setting sun
Read the part and return at 5, it's a hell of a role if you can keep it alive
But I don't care if I fuck up, I'm going on a date with a rich white lady
Ain't life great?
Give me one good reason not to do it (because we love you)
So do it

This is the place where time reverses
And dead men talk to all the pretty nurses
Instruments shine on a silver tray
Don't let me get carried away
Don't let me get carried away
Don't let me be carried away