Skull Lender - Past Lives

I just got back from 20 years of shopping

the only thing I bought was a cage

to lock up my heart inside a cynical skull that sings,

«everything gets worse with age!»

how how tell me how

I want to start all over again.

I want to tell you something you don’t know

but everything I know has been told.

I can loose my concentration.

I can’t seem to loose control.

how how I don’t know how

I want to start all over again.

I don’t need ancient wisdom, dull and old.

I don’t need future visions, promissory notes.

Give me something here and now that I can use,

like the bang bang baby of a beat of a drum and a skull, brand new.

Come on and take me to the bank,

I’ve gotta beg for a loan.

A three year lease with the option to buy a brand new

skull.

Take me to the bank,

I’ve gotta beg for a loan.

Trade all the memories I hold in my head for a brand new skull.

I love to hear the pigeons purr.

I can’t hear the mocking birds sing.

Give me one two three more years

to try to forget everything.

how how I don’t need you how

I want to start all over again.