Scott McCaughey - Happy For The Box lyrics

He's on The cutting edge with a menu so refined and a bird on his T-shirt He's buying flavours always and pa**ing them for free, the natives In the dirt I'm happy for the box His guitar almost tux But I can't hear it very well He's often seen in a rain coat yammer at his employers and women up The gazette He's says he'll laugh in a photograph and shave his perfect stubble But that's probably just a threat. I'm happy for the box His guitar always tux But I can't hear it very well He's mixing up a salad for the solid ... and washed it up with Ragest dust Well he's just like Mr. everybody thinking ... and sharing all the Crust And no one shoots him with a spark plug No one laughs at his name Cause he's doing exactly what he must I'm happy for the box His guitar almost always tux But I can't hear it very well No i can't hear it very well No I can't hear it very well