Avant Garde Music

The girl who works in the record shop

She says that i am not avant garde enough

Well so what

She only works in a record shop

She only works in a record shop

And i don't give a fuck what she says or she thinks about me

Well we shot fake plastic ducks in the park

And drank cheap plastic wine out of cheap plastic glasses until it got dark

And the only thing we had to decide

Was whether and where we were going to sleep together that night

Sometimes i think that i don't know anything at all x2

And now the queen is waving to me

As i walk down the street trying to mind my own business i wish

That the queen would leave me alone

There are so many things that are far more important to me going on

And the girl who works in the record shop

She says that i am not avant garde enough

Well so what

She only works in a record shop

She only works in a record shop

And i don't give a fuck what she says or she thinks about me

And now i'm strapped in an aeroplane

Flying ten thousand miles over frozen mountains to see you again

But the only thing i learned from the flight

Was watching the birds in the bay of san francisco at night

Sometimes i think that i don't know anything at all