Amateurs

from Portrait Of The Artist As A Young Trashcan

Lyrics

Big time issues in air tight jars
There’s a furnace fuel that can outpace cars
We all made the cut so let’s break some laws
Can you turn me up in the speakers?

We’re amateurs but we speak like pros
If you leave by dusk can you leave me a note?
We both know the score but keep hitting the ropes
Can you deal with unconditional clauses?

No more light sources from the to and the fro
We’re coming out loud & clean
Making the most of the moves, oh

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Later on we killed some time
Kicking down some doors on the company’s dime
The mystery’s here to be thrashed and mined
Can we almost hit the edge of the pulse point?

Make like millions & speak with care
There’s a suit laid out for a formal affair
They can’t spot a novice if he acts like an heir
And an heir only acts as he pleases

No more short cuts through the halls of the king
We’re coming out loud & clean
Making the most of the moves, oh

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Amateurs! Amateurs! We wish you well, we wish you well

“We’re Amateurs”

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