Cause - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

'Cause I lost my job

Two weeks before Christmas

And I talked to Jesus at the sewer

And the Pope said it was none of his God-damned business

While the rain drank champagne

My Estonian Archangel came and got me wasted

'Cause the sweetest kiss I ever got

Is the one I've never tasted

Oh, but they'll take their bonus pay

To Molly McDonald

Neon lady, beauty is that which obeys

Is bought, or borrowed

'Cause my heart's become a crooked hotel

Full of rumors

But it's I who pays the rent

For these fingered-face out-of-tuners

And I make sixteen solid half-hour friendships

Every evening

'Cause your Queen of Hearts, who's half a stone and likes to laugh alone

Is always threatening you with leaving

Oh, but they'll play those token games

On Willie Thompson

And give a medal to replace the son

Of Mrs. Annie Johnson

'Cause they told me everybody's gotta pay their dues

And I explained that I had overpaid them

So over-dued, I went to the company store

And the clerk there said that they had just been invaded

So I set sail in a teardrop

And escaped beneath the doorsill

'Cause the smell of her perfume

Echoes in my head still

'Cause I see my people trying to drown the sun

In weekends of whiskey sours

'Cause how many times can you wake up in this comic book

And plant flowers?