Stephen Malkmus and the Jicks - Real Emotional Trash lyrics

Takin' out the wife We're taking out the wife It's that kind of night Well everybody talk everybody listen nobody breathe Take the time let him go down 'cuz daddy's on the run Daddies on the run The trail has two ruts One is just a tunnel The other is funnel to the tomb Easy said but less often done Point me in the direction Of your real emotional trash Abstract citizen The abstract city-sun Up to now is done Never going to stray Never going to stray Never going to stray Take the time let him go down 'cuz daddy's on the run Daddies on the run And who will get there first? She will bet her first Easy said but less often done Point me in the direction Of your real emotional trash I traipsed over the mexican border in a cheap caravan man Like snake with fire stuck in my stomach i needed some relief Made it back to 'frisco in a vanity chest (with) two painted ladies under house arrest So wax up the wax fruit it time for shine Its the old fruit that makes wine Please me please me please me police me You got no reputation never took a swing Silent when the hand's a vow In the sham marina with no mercy game no time for you bow Down in sausalito we had clams for desert He spilt some chardonnay on your gypsy skirt Its no more time for apricots he's got to make his own shade Please me please me please me police me