Modest Mouse


It was like this in 1999
It was like this in 1874
It was like this when you were a child
It was like this when I was a whore, well
They were amassing troops on the back of the isles
They were saying these things; they were all in denial
They were talking 'bout their own front lip
It smelled like, it smelled like sh*t
And they, they were eating popcorn out of a dish
They were saying, "I wish, I wish, I wish!"
I was buried there in 1999
I was left there; I left my old self behind
Still living but you know I'm not in denial
I said what I said, and I said this
"In 1918, things were better, when I was nothing but a sweater."

Now I'm born again as another man
I'm living on this in this foreign land
I used to be Angora, Angora fleece
Living all sound and I'd eat in peace
And no one knew, and no one cared
And you didn't know what you wanted there
It's not what you were thinking
Living as a resurrection, breathed out the cinnamon
And I was not to be confused
And in 1882, they still sold it to those f**ks
Things were going wrong from the beginning
And no one was losing and no one was winning
They just f**ked each other up
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