Lyrics: Omaha

Will you bring me something that I want
Can I take you anywhere I go
Can it be anything at all

All the patrons are dressing in cliches
Sipping down their oysters in a methadone haze
It’s only lack of sleep I know

I promised someone I would etch out a crisis
Prous as a pot bellied sailor with a blonde stripper from Omaha

They set you up to tear you down
Everybody’s lost until they’re found
He said I don’t believe in love

Oh God do we have to talk about it
I’m so tired of things not working out
You can cut me down all you like

But you wear me out until I’m weak
Stare me down in my sleep
You think that every girl is cheap

They set you up to tear you down
Everybody’s lost until they’re found
He said I don’t believe in love

Slow dancing at the beggar’s ballet
A girl named Medusa who blew all the boys away
She builds her house out of prison blocks
You’re standing naked at the firing squad
Listening in for a bullet to dodge
The warden’s laughing at you now
He knows what you’re about

They set you up to tear you down
Everybody’s lost until they’re found
He said I don’t believe in love

Heaven’s just a word for being left behind

Nothing means nothing means anything at all
You’re screamin murder and all you had to do was call
I knew that one day I would make you proud
As a pot bellied sailor with a blonde stripper from Omaha
From Omaha
From Omaha
From Omaha
From Omaha
From Omaha
From Omaha
From Omaha
From Omaha
From Omaha