Tigers Songtext
von Stephen Malkmus and the Jicks

I caught you streaking in your Birkenstocks
A scary thought in the two K′s
It's not too late
It′s in two days

Got enveloped in your sticker shock
I gotta' tell ya', it′s a barrage, it′s a barrage
It's a mirage

We are the tigers
We need separate rooms
We are so divided
Let us in
Change is all we need to improve


Call me petty, I mean every word
The "and′s", the "if's", the "but′s", and the "the's"
Trust me because I′m worth hating

I'm a 1-800-you can bend
A garden variety amends
Who's he can bend
It′s a learned mirror

We are the tigers
We need separate rooms
We are so divided
Let us in
Change is all we need to improve

Hard to believe I never had a spleen
Never had a spleen
Never had a dream
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