Текст песни Independence Street - Stephen Malkmus & The Jicks

I don't have the stomach for your Brandy
I can hardly sip your tea
I don't have the teeth left for your candy
I'm just busy bein' free
Livin' in this yurt
Everybody hurts
There's no central heat
On Independence Street
I know that she's nothin' but nothin'
Nothin' but a lover girl
See the way she gives away those kisses
She's everything you need and more
Suckin' on a cert
That ain't no dessert
I cannot compete
On Independence Street
I don't have the stomach for your Brandy
I can hardly sip your tea
I don't have no teeth left for your candy
I'm just busy bein' me
Riffin' in this church
I just might convert
There's no way to leave
From Independence Street