There's a crack in the handle
of a coronation cup
That I once brought back
From the study trip in Athens
where we plaited my hair
And I put eyeliner on
Until they stopped in the street
and pointed at me
And I felt only pride
For the first time in my life
There's a warm, warm rain
Upon our hotel balcony
Where we looked out upon
The darkening sea and the light
And the light out on the Mediterranean
And burned like candles in the memory
Of all the things that we mislaid
on our way here
Why did Nirvana ever
bother to play here?
Hey there, I don't wanna stay here
I decree there is a higher plane
Someplace of little consequence
That I might see your face again
Before the living and the dead
Are reunited
And this town, this town
is killing me now
Oh, I can't believe I waited so long
From the shopping trolleys on the riverbed
To the sound of the basement's booming
Can I see your face in this acid light
Of another suburban evening?
As I roll my eyes up to these dirty skies
And count the days till I'll be leaving
I decree there is a higher plane
Some place of little consequence
And I might see your face again
Before the living and the dead
Are re united
And what is love, what is love
in the time of ec stasy,
a bad knuckle fight?
And Lord, won't you de liver me
from the wave machine
and the transparent bikini?
Like, isn't there some skeleton army
I should fight that I might vanquish?
Please, won't you listen to me,
your unfaithful servant's
filthy fucking language?
I decree there is a higher plane,
someplace of little consequence
That I might see your face again
Before the living and the
dead are re united
And what is love?
What is love in the time of ecstasy
and bare -knuckle fighting?
Don't tell me that he died
for that
Counselor forgive me for
I knew not what I vandalized
Don't tell me that he died for that
Take me down to the Paradise Club
Where the girls are drunk and oversized
Don't tell me that he died for that
And there's a crack in the
handle of a coronation
That I once bore back, I decree
There is a higher plane
Someplace, a little consequence