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I'm on a straight line when a man comes around
And he got lines in the suit
Coming out to make us moot
I'm moving on now if I like it or not
He says I've got nowhere to go
Tell me something I don't know
He's painting it out like I don't want to know
The picture has come down
I'm taking it off and throwing it out
The picture is about what could have been easier
The picture is coming around now
How come I feel so washed up
At such a such a tender age now
How come I feel so washed up
The picture is coming around now
It could have been easier
At such a such a tender age
I'm listening to the comforting sound
Of some kind of work being done outside
Of sounds from next door the walls don't hide
I'm listening to mountain to sound
And the way it's panned is cool
But when I get back home to you
There's got to be something more than that too
The human resource clerk
Has two cigarettes and back to work
She eats right but hurts
And she says it could have been good by now
It could have been more than a wage yeah
How come she feels so washed up
At such a such a tender age now
It could have been easier
It could have been more than a wage
How come she feels so washed up at such a tender age
I'm on a straight line and a man comes around
And I got nowhere to go
Come back and tell something I don't know
And he got lines in the suit
Coming out to make us moot
I'm moving on now if I like it or not
He says I've got nowhere to go
Tell me something I don't know
He's painting it out like I don't want to know
The picture has come down
I'm taking it off and throwing it out
The picture is about what could have been easier
The picture is coming around now
How come I feel so washed up
At such a such a tender age now
How come I feel so washed up
The picture is coming around now
It could have been easier
At such a such a tender age
I'm listening to the comforting sound
Of some kind of work being done outside
Of sounds from next door the walls don't hide
I'm listening to mountain to sound
And the way it's panned is cool
But when I get back home to you
There's got to be something more than that too
The human resource clerk
Has two cigarettes and back to work
She eats right but hurts
And she says it could have been good by now
It could have been more than a wage yeah
How come she feels so washed up
At such a such a tender age now
It could have been easier
It could have been more than a wage
How come she feels so washed up at such a tender age
I'm on a straight line and a man comes around
And I got nowhere to go
Come back and tell something I don't know
Lyrics submitted by foxyurchin
Track duration: 03:47
"Lines in the Suit" as written by Daniel Britt
Lyrics © BUG MUSIC
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The sounds from next door are bands doing there thing without being messed with - which brings us to Spoon's renaissance, if you will.
Also, Mountain to Sound is another Spoon sound so I guess he just likes the way it's panned.
the narrator is briefly satisfied with music he listens to, and also the sounds of some sort of construction work - but ultimately not with the way his life is going.
i think that the line "when i get back home to you" is supposed to be ironic. the narrator thinks about his love life and supposes that his love life (ie. sex life) grants some sort of meaning and redemption to his doubtful success in life. but the listener, of course. knows that a love life, or a sexual relationship, is something anybody can do and doesnt necessarily make a person successful.
well. i hope the narrator of this song gets over this time of self doubt. i think weve all been through this.
This and take the fifth are my two favorite spoon songs. Im surprised more people havent commented on it!
WHAT?
I can't listen to this song without zoning out and dissolving the world around me. Not just sonically appealing though -- it's lines like "how could I feel so washed up / at such a tender age now" that make me duly appreciate the hopeful, but painful, realism of life.
The picture is coming around now
How come I feel so washed up
At such a such a tender age now
How could I feel so washed up
The picture is coming around now
It could have been easier
At such at such a tender age
He feels so washed up at such a tender age because of the drug habit. This is what I get out of it anyway.
Cheers!