Sark Jumper by Elbowache

Hey Siri
Everything's Weird
This apocalyptic Bingo
Has me running out of chips

All Kizzy since WMD's
And I feel the decline

Brand new summer
Looks the same
Feels the same

Retire my number
Fly it high
The league wide
What an honor

We both know
Long ago we
Jumped the shark

How low we
Set the bar
In the back
Of a car
In a Walgreens parking lot

Boadiceas on your teeth
Whips in my throad
Don't need a chariot
To kill that trope

We both learned
How to devine
Pain from art

How low the
Bathtub ring
of Cutty Sark
Have another

Roll credits
On again off for good
Call Ripley's
Wake up the neighborhood

No refunds
No buyer's remorse
And those teeth
Look just fine

Streams of coffee
Cigarette Everest
With so much laundry
Can't believe
That I've seen the last one

• Alternative
• Rock
• indie
• indie rock
• new wave
• synth
• Philadelphia