The Ultracheese

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Still got pictures of friends of the wall

Suppose we aren’t really friends anymore

Maybe I shouldn’t ever have called that thing friendly at all

Get freaked out from a knock at the door when I haven’t been expecting one

Didn’t that used to be part of the fun once upon a time?

 

We’ll be there at the back of the bar in a booth

Like we usually were every time there was a rocket launch or some big event

What a death I died writing that song

Start to finish with you looking on

 

It stays between us, Steinway and his sons

Because Its the Ultracheese

 

Perhaps it’s time that you went for a walk

Dressed like a fictional character from a place they called America

In the Golden Age trust the politics to come along

When you were just trying to orbit the sun

When you were just trying to be kind to someone because you had the chance

 

I’ve still got pictures of friends on the wall

I might look as if I’m deep in thought

But the truth is I’m probably not or I ever was

Oh the dawn won’t stop weighing a ton

 

I’ve done some things that I shouldn’t have done

But I haven’t stopped loving you once