Fluid Ounces
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[Intro]
Is it rolling?
Yeah
One, two, three...
[Verse 1]
Took you long enough to guess that
Wondered if you thought at all
Still the honest man would have to tip his hat
To any swine who could truly pull it off
Lately I tip my hat a lot
And I was warned that you would be there
That there would be a splendid mess
The mutual friends were none the wiser and hadn't thought ahead
Made the rounds and said goodbye
[Chorus 1]
I've got bigger fish to die for in this great big empty
Dry spot far beyond all quenching
Every morning eye is caked against the membrane of the day
Like the insect when it's trapped beats itself against the glass
I guess it had to come to this big empty
[Verse 2]
What was said became a mishmash
What'd she say about her new action?
Over rolling crust of lips, a languid ventilation lifts
Little periscopic heads
[Chorus 2]
What you see is who you get to fill that great big empty
Never mind what I am thinking
By the warm and lucid rush, by the heart of frozen blood
Made the rows that are the accidents
Happening on purpose when it fits into this great big empty
[Bridge]
I packed my bags for a lengthy stay in a tropical place
I couldn't keep myself contained
So it's official, we're ignoring monumental consequences we just can't erase
I love you more when you're away
When you're gone, I walk the floors
I've got duties to ignore
Na na na na na na, na na na na na
Every morning I awake in the middle of the day
Every morning I'm still dumb enough to hope and pray
That this begins a never-ending great big empty
[Verse 3]
Looked at you long enough to catch that
I needed putting in my place
The mutual friends are getting wiser about looking for mistakes
And the harder knocks you take
[Chorus 3]
It lets you feel when you wake up in this great big empty
Dry spot that my throat is drinking
Every morning eye conceals what the night before reveals
By the mumble and the spiel
By the way, your fate is sealed and it fits into this great big empty
Big Empty was written by Seth Timbs.
Big Empty was produced by Ross Rice.
Fluid Ounces released Big Empty on Thu Jul 03 1997.