Weekday Faces
(Sung) Don’t go chasin waterfalls/ please stick to the rivers and the lakes that you used to/ I know that you’re gonna have it your way or nothin at all/ But I think you’re movin too fast
Just another one of those days
We rise shakily on our forgiving feet
Procure cereal bowls for our magic bean juice
Because a dinky little coffee cup
Simply does not contain enough
Work. Volunteer. School.
Hustle. Party. Chill.
Sleep when the sun wakes up.
Oh yeah,
And BREATHE
Our veins have replaced blood with caffeine
And we’re always hyped up and hyphy
I dunno how we do it.
Work. Volunteer. School.
Hustle. Party. Chill.
Runnin on exhaust fumes
But runnin full speed ahead,
Exhausted.
But who stays in on a Friday night?
Even after five 14 hour days in a row
So we rage on and leave our weekday faces
In a jar by the door
'Cause who are they for?
All the lonely people.
Our booze starts leakin' into the week nights
Just to take the edge off
And the week’s end is so far away
The caffeine has lost some of its magic
So you substitute caffeine for cocaine
Work. Volunteer. School.
Hustle. Party. Chill.
Sleep when the sun wakes up.
The cocaine has lost some of its magic
So you vivance and self-perscribe
Legal amphetamines
Just to stay ahead of the game
Oh yeah,
And BREATHE
You were an archaeology student
Workin at a sub shop in Watsonville
Payin the bills, handlin school,
Runnin on exhaust fumes
With self-prescription you were extra smitten
Cus these dinky little coffee cups
Never really did contain enough
My blood is still 1/2 caffeine
And your blood was vivance, ritalin, cocaine,
And whatever else you hid from me
All hopped up late one night
Jealous of the sleeping sun
You undertook much needed studying
For your archaeology exam
In the morning
Your body found
Like a ruin beneath heaps of notes
Their hieroglyphics far more cryptic
Than your cause of death
I hear of your passing
An hour before my final
And in denial, bitterly despairing
I slurp coffee from cereal bowl
Trying to stay in control and live through you
I put on my weekday face
On the weakest of my days
And face the loneliness
That forebodes me
You lay still
And the sleeping sun taunts me
In insomnia with your face
Our friends quit hard drugs
I slowed my coffee binge
(Sung) "I know that you’re gonna have it your way or nothin at all/ But I think you’re movin' too fast"