Lyrics:

(Buck/Mills/Stipe/Leonard Cohen)







You want to go out Friday

And you want to go forever

You know that sounds childish

That you've dreamt of alligators

You hope that we are with you

And you hope you're recoginezed

You want to go forever

You see it in my eyes

I'm lost in the confusion

And it doesn't seem to matter

You really can't believe it

And you hope it's getting better



You want to trust the doctors

Their procedure is the best

But the last try was a failure

And the intern was a mess

And they did the same to Matthew

And he bled 'til Sunday night

They're saying don't be frightened

But you're weakened by the sight of it

You lock into a pattern

And you know that it's the last ditch

You're trying to see through it

And it doesn't make sense

But they're saying don't be frightened

And they're killing alligators

And they're hog-tied

And accepting of the struggle



You want to trust religion

And you know it's allegory

But the people who are followers

Have written their own story

So you look up to the heavens

And you hope that it's a spaceship

And it's something from your childhood

You're thinking don't be frightened



You want to climb the ladder

You want to see forever

You want to go out Friday

And you want to go forever

And you want to cross your DNA

To cross your DNA with something reptile

And you're questioning the sciences

And questioning religion

You're looking like an idiot

And you no longer care

And you want to bridge the schism,

A built-in mechanism to protect you

And you're looking for salvation

And you're looking for deliverance

You're looking like an idiot

And you no longer care

'Cause you want to climb the ladder

You want to go forever

And you want to go out Friday

You want to go forever