The Girls Are Here

from Portrait Of The Artist As A Young Trashcan

Lyrics

The girls are here
The rules have changed
To the streets, up the hill, over plains
Come on team
So I can feel
Lost, harassed, and new

There’s nothing
They’ve shown us
We’d kill to have
There’s nothing like this at all

Come on team
So I can feel
Lost, harassed, and new

To the trustees of a verified nation
Where have you been, what have we done?
To the old friends who scavenge for an anecdote
Rummage no more, we’ve got one for you
And here’s to the predictions of amateurs
Their net cast so wide, their Hail Mary moves
And what creeps in the dark resides in all of us
Keep transcripts and notes and meet me out back

Ooooooooh
Caress me now
And I’ll come back again

The girls are here
The rules have changed
To the streets, up the hill, over plains

Come on team
So I can feel
Lost, harassed, and new

Whatever it is in the way
Tear it down - make the time
Come on out for the week
Bring the wife - no regrets