The Nearly-Out-Of-Salt Caberet
But I can’t see the mess they’ve made
Can’t point out the harm
Can’t feel that punch to my face
Or my flaming arm
Who cares about my broken fingers
Or my missing cash
When I’m daydreaming, when I’m staring blankly
When I’m speaking, when I’m sleeping
I’m stuck on the Galbreth girl
She’s at the controls
We’re gonna crash land
So they’re trying to pull me over
Can’t here them when they talk
The worst thing for me now
Would be going for a walk
Who cares about my broken fingers
Or my missing cash
When I’m daydreaming, when I’m staring blankly
When I’m speaking, when I’m sleeping
I’m stuck on the Galbreth girl
She’s at the controls
We’re gonna crash land
Can’t point out the harm
Can’t feel that punch to my face
Or my flaming arm
Who cares about my broken fingers
Or my missing cash
When I’m daydreaming, when I’m staring blankly
When I’m speaking, when I’m sleeping
I’m stuck on the Galbreth girl
She’s at the controls
We’re gonna crash land
So they’re trying to pull me over
Can’t here them when they talk
The worst thing for me now
Would be going for a walk
Who cares about my broken fingers
Or my missing cash
When I’m daydreaming, when I’m staring blankly
When I’m speaking, when I’m sleeping
I’m stuck on the Galbreth girl
She’s at the controls
We’re gonna crash land