bells and whistles

Bright Eyes

I was cruel like a president
It was wrong but I ordered it
Lost some limbs in an accident
Playing god

At a table down at Edendale
Didn t feel good wasn t eating well
In the photo booth made me hate myself
What a slob

It s hard now to imagine it
The currency was all counterfeit
Diana s face was scattered to the mob
Expensive jokes and cheap thrills cost a lot

Zach s staggering down Bleecker Street
The label asked for a meet and greet
I agreed reluctantly I couldn t be alone

Signed a sleeve for a teenager
It felt just like a harbinger
I was shaking hands with the manicured
Worked my fingers to the bone

No you shouldn t go home with the SoHo girl
Cause she only wants materials
And shouldn t place bets on the New York Mets
Cause at best it s hypothetical

Expensive seats in a field of dreams
U-turns in limousines
Got to get around the detour when it s blocked
Bells and whistles, fancy cheap thrills cost a lot

No, you shouldn t make noise with those Bay Ridge boys
When they re drunk, man, it s impossible
Secondhand amps and a bent up crash
The band sounds like an animal

Cheap seats and broken dreams
U-turns in limousines
Gotta kick in the door when it s locked
Bells and whistles, cheap thrills cost a lot