Текст песни King Kong Hand - Mike Viola

There's a satellite dish bolted on the house next door
It's not even hooked up the cord's just dangling
You've seen this before
All that information I just can't hold on to it
My mind is not a sieve my mind's a conduit
Small electric waves surround all living things
Some call it a halo or an aura
It's just the feeling when I'm singing

How am I to know when anything is right
When I'm barreling through this world running every red light?
And how am I to know what you say is what you mean
When I'm barreling through this world of forest evergreen?
Baby baby baby don't give up on us
Let's grow old together

I've got a plant it's leaves all brown around the edges
And a couch that came with me from New York
That I call King Kong Hand
No Robert Frost my rhyme's too janky
No Jack and Coke on the rocks
No Christmas card from Bansky
Show me the way to stop all this buffering
From the traps we set by mistake
When we were young and we were suffering
Cause love is not the thing that's staring back at you
From a mirror or a lake or a mini van rearview
No love is not the thing that warms you when you're cold
Love is killing us all slowly if we're lucky to grow old
Baby baby baby don't give up on me
It's only getting better

Where are the Blue Hills? where is my desire?
To climb into that hole where I buried a child
To dive into the fire lake as deep as I can go
And stare up at the sky above me through the murky green below
Way out on the 10 I catch the undertow
And let it pull me for a while till I run out of road
How am I to know when I'm supposed to stop
Or maybe just hit pause and take it from the top
And how am I to know what's best for my family
I work hard I make money I can get what I need
But I still want this for free
Baby baby baby don't give up on us
Let's grow old together