Mass

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Jake Ewald] Pulled over at midday The joker's still wet behind the ears He hands off a novel of novice citations outside the service station The glue sets beneath our heels [Chorus: Jake Ewald] My baby's in Massachusetts And all this booze is useless (Ooh) Sunset, sing my scratched-out, sighin' soul to sleep (Ah) And the cashier here is ruthless Jeanette, I wrote your name down (Ooh) But I'd hate that job as much as you do If I was stuck between (Ah) Barton and Binghamton too [Verse 2: Jake Ewald] Days like this, I miss listenin' to records Making coffee together, snowglobes and Jersey sheets I tried sleepin' in our bed without you last night That didn't work at all, 'cause I couldn't sleep Sometimes, I wish it was still last summer and you still lived in South Philly And I wasn't playin' a show in Nebraska, or Austin, Texas Asking the kids what they ate for breakfast [Bridge: Jake Ewald] But here I am, Valero bathroom Who's paid to keep these things cliché? Bury me beneath New York State It's the only place where I feel dead (Ah) [Chorus: Jake Ewald] My baby's in Massachusetts And all this booze is useless (Ooh) Sunset, sing my scratched-out, sighin' soul to sleep (Ah) And the cashier here is ruthless Jeanette, I wrote your name down (Ooh) But I'd hate that job as much as you do If I was stuck between (Ah) Barton and Binghamton too