Umbrella Wars Songtext
von Spent

So you′re not much for conversation
Well, I'm not a conversationalist
Exchanging gifts still wrapped up in paperwork
Like true working stiffs who never admit
That the sidewalks are not fit for walking
Under skirts and oversized heads
Watch the messengers all dressed like Devo
They′re getting sloppy again


I've got a craving for a magazine subscription
I've got a thirst for the solace of print
If we were indoors, it′d have the bad luck
I′d be rubbing it in instead of soaking in it

But I will not fight in your umbrella wars
I won't complain about dry skin
And when the bottom drops on every floor
I′ll hold the towel that you've thrown


I will not fight in your umbrella wars
I won′t tone up in crowded gyms
Found strength in lousy weather metaphors
Martini's and sarcasms
I will not fight in your umbrella wars
I can′t complain about dry skin
And when the bottom drops on every floor
I'll hold the towel that you've thrown