Stephen Malkmus - Real Emotional Trash lyrics

takin' out the wife we're takin' out the wife it's that's kind of night well everybody talk, everybody listen nobody breathe take the child, let him go down cause daddy's on the run daddy's on the run the trail has two ruts, and one is just a tunnel the other is a funnel to the tune (tomb?) easy said but less often done point me in the direction - of your real emotional trash abstract citizen the abstract city sun up til now is done never gonna stray, never gonna stray, never gonna stray take the child, let him go down cause daddy's on the run daddy's on the run and who will get there first should the bubble burst easy said but less often done point me in the direction - of your real emotional trash i traipsed over the Mexican border in a cheap caravan, man like a snake with five eggs stuck in my stomach i needed some relief made it back to frisco in a vanity chest to the painted ladies on house arrest so wax up the waxed fruit it's time for a shine it's the old fruit that makes wine police me. police me. policeman. (please me?) you got no reputation never took a swing silent when the???? finds out in the sham arena play a messy game no time for you to pout down in sausalito we had clams for dessert you spilled some chardonnay on your gypsy skirt there's no more time for apricots he's got to make his own shade police me, police me, police me (please me?)