Shearwater - Happy Song For My Friends lyrics

I'm blurred around the edges As I'm driving into Dallas And each light along the strip stretch Is a punched-in, plastered palace And the way is painted by the light You say your wake up point is 6 o'clock Mine must be 8, because the light seems over And the sun seems overhead Or is that just the strip of lights Along the interstate I drive down?? Then a side turn on to Freemont Where the tape taped up Cliff Edwards And coins counted in the coffee By the way, the weakest tastes all right You say your check out point is yellow-brown Mine must be twenty times as light But sugar and some flavored creamers Make it taste slightly better I could almost drink it all Sometimes, we'd drive for hours f**ing bored and pissed it's Saturday And the town just seemed deserted And the radio was sh** But the road was automatic And the night was just incredible With the headlights, inner hell While the fields have all been stripped And the tape is Operation Ivy Sing, it's beautiful, I must say I wouldn't have it any other way If I said different, that would be a lie If I said different, that would be a lie That's the way I felt on that one night I felt better, I felt happier In cheering crowds, I felt alone I am alone right now But I remember April 9th