Lyrics Better Oblivion Community Center – Dylan Thomas

It was quite early one morning
Hit me without warning
I went to hear the general speak
I was standing for the anthem

I’m getting greedy with this private hell
I’ll go it alone, but that’s just as well

These cats are scared and feral
The flag pins on their lapels
As the truth is anybody’s guess
These talking heads are saying
«The king is only playing a game of four dimensional chess»

There’s flowers in the rubble
The weeds are gonna tumble
I’m lucid but I still can’t think
I’m strapped into a corset
Climbed into your corvette
I’m thirsty for another drink

If it’s advertised, we’ll try it
And buy some peace and quiet
And shut up at the silent retreat
They say you’ve gotta fake it
At least until you make it

I’m getting used to these dizzy spells
I’m taking a shower at the Bates Motel
I’m getting greedy with this private hell
I’ll go it alone, but that’s just as well