Synapse to synapse... The possibility's thin
I'm dressed up for free drinks and family greetings on your wedding
Your wedding, your wedding date
The figures in plastic on the wedding cake that I took were so real
And I kept a distance... The complications cloud the postcards and blips through fiberoptics
As the girls with the pigtails were running from little boys wearing bowties their parent bought
I'll catch you this time!
Crashing through the parlor doors, what was your first reaction?
Screaming, drunk, disorderly... I'll tell you mine
You were the one but I can't spit it out when the date's been set
The white routine to be ingested inaccurately
Synapse to synapse
The sneaky kids had attached beer cans to the bumper
So they could drive up and down the main drag
People would turn to see who's making the racket
It's not the first time
When they lay down the fish will swim upstream
And I'll contest but they won't listen when the casualty rate's near 100%
And there isn't a pension for second best or for hardly moving
Crashing through the parlor doors, what was your first reaction?
Screaming, drunk, disorderly... I'll tell you mine
You were the one but I can't spit it out when the date's been set
The white routine to be ingested inaccurately
(You were the one but I can't spit it out when the date's been set
The white routine to be ingested inaccurately)
Sinapses à sinapses, as possibilidades são poucas. Eu estou vestido para drinks grátis.
E as felicitações familiares no dia do seu casamento. As figuras de plástico no seu
Bolo de casamento, eu as achei tão reais. E mantive distância:
As complicações encobriram os cartões e brilharam através das fibras ópticas
Enquanto as garotas com vestidos de cauda estavam correndo atrás de garotos vestindo gravatas
Que seus pais haviam comprado: eu te pegarei dessa vez!
Quebrando contra às portas do salão, qual foi sua primeira reação?
Gritando, bêbada, desorientada: Eu te contarei o meu. Você é o único.
Mas eu não pude falar isso quando a data fora marcada. Seria inadequado
Para a rotina branca.
Sinapse à sinapse: as crianças subservientes amarraram latas de cerveja à seu carro, aí elas podem dirigir pela descida principal
As pessoas virariam
Para ver quem está fazendo o barulho. Não seria a primeira vez.
Quando eles deitarem, o peixe nadará para cima e eu contestarei, mas eles
Não ouvirão, quando a taxa de acidentes é quase 100%, não existe
Uma consideração para o segundo melhor ou para o movimento mais difícil.
