Kick

Kick you know you're still a kid And your diet's too full of additives Passed out on a couch with ashes in your mouth Dreaming that you're hopping a fence This world must have it out for you From the shores of Montauk out to Malibu The trappings of a name you never could escape Because people want to live in the past Some golden age that they never had I thought we lost that Camelot I thought we lost that Camelot It's a children's story we forgot So long ago Kick it's hard to find a friend In a place that's so cruel and partisan But you should go in style to Stockholm for a while Live outside oblivion's lens Someday you'll have a fine divorce And a cemetery plot in Hyannis Port Next time you close your eyes On a helicopter ride I hope you see it isn't your fault I hope you know it isn't your fault I thought they shot that Camelot I thought they shot that Camelot Whoever shot this movie star he grows And the show must go on Laying in an office on an old chaise lounge Listening to the doctor drone No therapeutic feeling once the shock wears off Answer every question no Hiding in a hamlet with the shades pulled down Wondering if the story's broke Tragedy is profit once the word gets out Tabloids at the country store Searching under tables once the bar's closed down Said somebody stole your phone Now there's no one to talk to but these trust fund drunks Should have brought a chaperone Kick I'd love to help you but I just don't count Friendship makes you paranoid I don't believe in curses But I just might now we never really had a choice Like all your broken toys Kick you know this life is rich But pleasure's not the same as happiness If you don't collide with the traffic in your mind I think you'll find your way out of this I hope you find your way out of this