You Can't Hold The Hand Of A Rock And Roll Man Lyrics - Okkervil River

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This week's cash for last week's grass your crew collates
While you sit in the van and wait
Gassed and trashed and smashed young cads roasting away
So, on a sunny summer day (or, okay, an August night anyway)
And you're living on air, while on the 25th floor up there
They'd fan a million bucks before your face
Marie's passed out in a chair, with her once fussed-over hair
All mussed into an I've-just-been-fucked shape

Just an hour before she crashed, all cashed
She said "I'm done with looking back, and you look your age-
Which is 37, by the way, and not 28-
Fucking let them stare, 'cause at this point I don't care
I have been your bride stripped bare since '98
And our silver screen affair, it weighs less to me than air
It's a gas now, it's a laugh just how far several mil can take it

This week's as fast as last week's flash of interstate
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When you starved and never ate
This week's splashed a sick, gold cast across your face
As you roam on silk, ripped tippy-toe alone through Silverlake-
Splayed astride a snow white mare
On a non-stop all-night tear
What a ghastly sight you smear in every face
In that fat, fur-trimmed affair
That your lawyer lets you wear
You'll destroy your chance to ever get repeatedly engaged





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