The Mountain Goats - Attention All Pickpockets lyrics

And... the new song, which has no title as of yet 1,2,3,4 In comes you, not the same person I knew Looking roughly the same, but something hungry getting restless in your brain So there I go, not the same person that you used to know Peeking through the fisheye lens at you And the cornet blows where the oleander grows And us two, not the same people that our old friends knew And so down the street, you head in the high summer heat White long-sleeved Oxford pushed up to just before your elbows Black pumps and a medium length black skirt Eating a path through the dark damp earth I hope they've got plenty of money where you're going And the cornet blows where the oleander grows And us two, not the same people that our old friends knew