Push me away on your lucky, lucky day
Don't offer me anything
A pure fund of fortune I'll trade

You're noticing me shine
Bubbles and a twist of lime
Precious scent of Roosevelt dime

Now I'm the picture hanging upside down
Only you can flip it right
Like a stain, you remember me fucking up your tapestry

Follow the grapevine down into the goldmine
Yes, there's a treasure there
She guards it from behind a blank stare
And now I dare you to go back
And how you said the tracks wouldn't stack

Finally I recognize the shape of your soul
Lounging in a crystal punch bowl
A toast to the overlooked
The queen takes a second look

I'll decorate it inside
Remember how it seemed so wide
It fills me up with second-hand pride
Don't force me to resort to this
Studying your empty fist
I'll pick one anyway
Now your job is out of print

The rain, but then the rainbow
Yes, there's a treasure there
She guards it from behind a blank stare
And now I dare you to go back
And how you said the tracks wouldn't stack
And if you clear past, taking the right path
It won't come upon you fast

Yes, there's a treasure there
She guards it from behind a blank stare
And now I dare you to go back
And how you said the tracks wouldn't stack
And if you clear past, taking the right path
It won't come upon you fast
Yes, there's a treasure