Text: Herman Dune. You Stepped On Sticky Fingers.

i came to pick you up driving
i tried to phone you to come down but you were online
and so i had to pop by your house
if there's time for a smoke then i should buy some fags
and a ticket's on the window when i come back
i should've written the code to your door
shoulda had it as a tattoo on my hand
shoulda learned the numbers by heart
and you would've let me in again

you got into my little blue japanese car
your hair smelling good from the shower
you looked at all the tapes around and on the floor
you even stepped on sticky fingers
you took the white box with daniel johnston tape
genuine from austin texas
and said
what that, well it looks pretty cool

and i knew even if for some reason
you did not know
some of the most beautiful things in the world
then you were one of them too and
there could be a lot of songs
there could be a lot of songs
there could be a lot of songs
there could be a lot of songs