Middle America - Stephen Malkmus & The Jicks

Blame stops until you do

Blame stops until you do

Do your major duty

And crawl right back again

Time gets to me and I

The heir apparent just might try

You know you should be winning

Time won’t wait for you

To grow

Crush me back to where I belong

Hold me down there anchor strong

Fill me up 'til I overflow

In the wintertime

In the wintertime

When we get down to it

You wanted to

Arms never get on top

You heed that notion and you’ll drop

I will not be one of the watchers

I will not disappear

Time gets to me and I

Wonder how to simplify

You know you should be blushing

To a hue of Robitussin

Flow

Men are scum, I won’t deny

May you be shit-faced the day you die

And be successful in all your lies

In the wintertime

In the wintertime

When we get down to it

You wanted to

Do you think you got the nerve?

It doesn’t take much nerve

Just kiss yourself metaphorically

And open the door and piss if you need to

Gonna get it when it’s hot

Come and get it, ready or not

It fits in your grip, such a feminine trip

Revel in the rubber pavilion

Of gold

Captured in a mason jar

Will you be my whisper unnamed star?

In a galaxy so far far far

From the wintertime

From the wintertime

From the wintertime

Wandering through