You Tell Me Where - The New Pornographers

Take a breather

They came for Caesar

But I don’t think he’s here

Disiderata

Is that your name now

Glad you came out

You’ve proved your poison

Is more than noise and

The joy’s addictive

Although restrictive

Fair baby beware or not are we square

Old friends from last call

Searching a glass for

Some famous last words

Let from the master

With all your shit talking

And all your blue stocking

And hit the spell check

You want some hell check?

Direct your own pace

You need your own place

So you tell me where

To be I’ll be there

A little seasick

But feel you’ve fallen

And now it’s crawling

Me I’m hauling

Old friends from last call

Searching a glass for

Some famous last words

Let from the master

You see my range, you could change me

If you wanted to

Just rearrange a few pieces and run

If there’s no way but the high road to save me

If that’s not easy so leave me alone

Think I could change to become what you want me

To think we could finally be done

So you tell me where to be, I’ll be there