Mates of State - Goods (Its All In Your Head)

Should cut our nails and worship our feet

Didn't mean to skank your art

It's all in your head

We would bring it on and on

This is the story with the fantastic lies

Or some facts to help us minimalize

As for this shelter I can plainly deny

But you can't kill time without injuring us

Such brute creation to but lay up beside

and enjoy the tedium that's yet been untried by me

And we'll count up all the goods now

There are more than you ever thought you'd own

Lift up your fingers and let's untie the string

Let's knot them all to see what this monster brings

'Cause its real soothing with its tail in its knees

'Cause you can cry once without harrowing thus

Don't you know that they've come to be your host?

Should've never hung around us (dear)

Didn't want your money, oh baby now

When it lasted all day

we would blast it all day