Lyrics from the album "S/T"
©2005 Like Knives.

Here's what I think of the Unlincoln Tunnel
It acts like a funnel, and soon everyone'll
Be driving along, they won't know where they are
And they enter the tunnel, get stuck in the car
In the Unlincoln Tunnel, where soon everyone'll
Be taking the train to work

And I find it kind of funny
At the tollbooth taking your money
There's a sign that reads
And sometimes does math
And it says...

Danger, Danger
You can never get out

Let me remind you the Unlincoln Tunnel is good for the morning commute
And if you're not worried 'bout being on time
It's a three hour drive to the other side
Of the Unlincoln Tunnel, where soon everyone'll
Be taking the train to work
But what will they do with the train?

And I find it kind of funny
At the tollbooth taking your money
There's a guy that reads dirty magazines
And he says...

Danger, Danger
You can never get out.

Here's to you returning forthwith to your place of origin
Portland, Oregon
And when you do, the birds will shake their heads
And will be bored again, will be bored again

I believe in circles, in circles
I believe in circles and squares
I believe in circles when circles aren't there

And I believe in love
Do I believe enough
And I believe in you
And I could never get enough

One time, in '85
R.E.M, I saw them live
And I fell, to the ground
Beneath the sound

And then, in '95
I heard those guys were still alive
And I wondered "Is this the end of the world as we know it?"
And I wondered "Will I survive alone?"

It's a lot to think about
But not enough to worry
And always with the crying
And the spiritual journey
And always wondering if your
Peers are really in the jury
And not really making sense

I wrote a letter to my favorite friend saying,
"Hope you get better, I'll see you again.
You better bring me things like donut holes,
Girl on girl action, and cinnamon rolls"

Big piano keys, Illinois lottery
I never meant to feel this way
Email, pony tails, Fleetwood Mac, Oregon Trail
I could use a friend

In the middle of July
I heard The Airlines the first time
Didn't want my friends to see me crying
So I turned it up real loud
Pretended to be gay and proud
If I didn't tell you I was dying, I'd be lying

I arrived a little late
Feeling sad to be alive
I don't mind a little wait
When it smells like...

I really love your sweater
The spectacles make it better
I didn't hurt your feelings did I?
Girl don't cry
Sounds like knives
So do I

I'm feeling better, like myself again
It doesn't matter, if it never ends
You better show me things, like open doors
Salvation armies, and video stores

In the middle of Des Moines
With the other emo boys
In the middle of Japan
If you scream they'll understand

And for all my poking fun
I will probably get my ass kicked

I arrived a little dead
Like a word with too much pride
Let the rock go to my head
And it tastes like...

I really love your sweater
The spectacles make it better
I didn't hurt your feelings, did I?
Girl don't cry
Sounds like knives
So do I

I am a follower, I like to do what you do
If you're a believer then I'm a believer in you
Tell me what to do

But never believe that I couldn't go out on my own
I'd like to think that I'm able to go it alone
Just so you know
This much is true
If I know you, and I do

I won't blame you if I fail
You promised me that I'd do well
I won't tell you if I'm not
I promise you, you're all I've got

In the middle of Monday
We decided to call it afternoon
In the middle of Wednesday
We decided we're leaving soon
So then everybody
Packed their shit, got some money
And we stowed our belongings on the way
You convinced everybody to stay

Your attention please
Your apathy is killing me
And I suppose that you don't know
How I get unlimited nights and weekends for free
It sucks to be me
I'm following you
'Cause that's what I do

Put your hands on the wheel
And then give it a spin
But don't put your mouth on it
You don't know where it's been

Do you know where you are?
In the driver's seat of the getaway car
And I believe that anything is better than this
If your friends get caught they'll do ten years
And you were an accomplice
You're powerless to stop this

You make a lot of money being funny after all
And nobody ever says that "I wanna be a sidekick"
Except when you were a kid, you did

Put your hands on the wheel
Put your foot on the gas
Put the car into park
And drive the car around back

Do you know where you are?
In the back seat of the getaway car
And I believe that anything is better than this
If your friends get caught they'll do ten years
Don't get caught they'll do it again
(You'll drive, you are not responsible for this,
There is no responsibility then)

Through all the years I hammer down, I rabbit ears
And after all, nobody ever says, "I wanna be a sidekick"

No more thoughts for me, I'm sleeping
Pop bottle lens from seeing
Fixing stars in skies, baiting midnight flies
Like a love song

Come ride cliches down frozen waves
Ba ba ba...
And cap off nights with shorter days
Ba ba ba...
Cap off fountains of glowing, engaging, but useless remains
Like a love song

Eleven seconds to blushing cheeks
And vitae sketches with remedies
Sketching a song, wincing when it sounds
Like a love song

I was looking for a tune to get this party started
And fortunately, there are two or three
I went to the mall and I found out
The kids had downloaded them all out of business

I'm looking for the internet store now
That lets me ignore the fact that they're poor now
And find me a tune to get this party started
Cause that's what they do in pop music now

And what will we do if we can't find the tune?

Hold on a minute, I've got a guy in Italy
Who can get me the code, it's all who you know
And I know this guy right now

So after about an hour I found this song
And it made me want to sing along
After I got in the shower
I went on and on as I prepared for the party

But as it turned out the party never happened
I later found out it was last Saturday
And everyone knew, but I wasn't there
And I've got a killer dance tune to play

I took a survey just to prove I was wrong
I was right all along
And it turns out that there was nothing to do about it

Go ahead and kill me
What are you waiting for?
Get to the chopper!

I took a survey just to see what you'd do
I was all over you
And it turns out that there was nothing to do about it

When the world has gone to sleep
We're a little bit easy
Got a world of goals to keep
When I'm not sleeping

Glad to see your company is ever breathing life into the world

When the world has come for me
I'm a little bit rested
Got a world of goals to keep
Glad to be trusted

Glad to see you're still with me, and ever breathing life into my world

Come chase me down the rabbit hole
I'm exciting, so inviting
Come chase me down and have it all
I'm enlightening, so invite me

I'm used to feeling nothing
But I'm still in love
I'm used to pain and suffering
Is that not enough?