#wicked campaign

[weirdowoody]

Excuse me, sir...

[runyons6]

"Well I just found the fence where I am going to lean... Take my handkerchief out and rub my eyeglasses clean."

[weirdowoody]

"You crossed a threshold, leaving your world, entering mine. Bad things are gonna find you now, Lizzie. This life has a mind and a momentum of its own. That’s a reality you need to accept."

[mea-cuppa-part-2]

Wicked Campaign

[konvoluted]

Well, you know I'm a bastard and we only just met

I guess I probably shouldn't wear this big old sign 'round my neck

[red-written-in-blue]

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Well I just found the fence where I am going to lean Take my handkerchief out and rub my eyeglasses clean So I just learned my face, but I forgot my name I'm gonna wear this smile like it's some stupid toupee And say, "Oh, oh, oh, oh, that's too bad" Oh, I just learned your face, but it is bound to change You can say what you want but try to think it my way And say, "Oh, oh, oh, this wicked campaign" I said, "Oh, oh, oh, this was not my plan" Well, you know I'm a bastard and we only just met I guess I probably shouldn't wear this big old sign 'round my neck I've still got some opinions that I'm willing to claim I'm gonna carry them around like they're some wicked campaign I started the debate, but now I'm sure I can't win I should probably just exit the same way I came in Well counted calculator, you didn't calculate this But there's a lot more nothing than you knew exists Oh, oh, oh, this wicked campaign I said, "Oh, oh, oh, this was not my plan" Oh, oh, oh, this wicked campaign Every day is a wicked campaign Well, I just found the fence where I am going to lean Take my handkerchief out and rub my eyeglasses clean And just wait And just wait and wait, wait, wait I'm not dead but I misplaced the will I'm gonna wear this smile like it's a hundred dollar bill And just wait, wait, wait Wait, wait, wait, wait I'm not a doctor, but I'll sell you an itch I could apologize, but then a bit more nothing exists So the worlds got plenty of good and bad liars But our lies should come with chariots and choirs Singing, "Oh, oh, oh, things are not so bad" And we sing, "Oh, oh, oh, it's our wicked campaign" And they sing, "Oh, oh, oh, things are not so bad" We sing, "Oh, oh, oh, what a wicked campaign"

[ilivemydaydreamsinmusik]

Long run tuneage.

[a-drop-of-ink]

Every day is a wicked campaign

Modest Mouse, “Wicked Campaign” (Strangers to Ourselves)