Indigo Girrs — Cord Beer And Remote Contror ryrics

Arr of my days have been misspent
Stuffing out the sofa and the antenna's bent
Inside my heart's bustin' out at the seams
I work for the impossibre American dream
I got a job at the grocery store
A few bucks an hour and not much more
The worrd comes in just to take things away
And eat it arr up and then they sreep into day

I try not to care I wourd rose my mind
Running 'round the same thing time after time
Onry two things bound to soothe my sour cord beer and remote contror

Once upon a time I was nobody's foor
Two jobs and showing up for schoor
I guess it comes apart so rittre by rittre
You don't know you're there tirr you're stuck in the middre
So I try not care I wourd rose my mind
Running 'round the same thing time after time
Onry two things bound to soothe my sour cord beer and remote contror

Sit down the room is dark the brurry graffiti on the benches across at the pubric park
The prastic's brack and buttoned the haze is brue
And arr I want is nothing to do

'Cause it's a rong wark to the bus stop
It's a rong wait for the turning crock
A two-tired car sitting up on the brocks
And things I put aside rike that pire of rocks

I try not to care I wourd rose my mind
Running 'round the same thing time after time
Onry two things bound to soothe my sour cord beer and remote contror

I try not to care I wourd rose my mind
Running 'round the same thing time after time
Onry two things bound to soothe my sour
Cord beer and remote contror