lyrics
There will come a time
When I will sing this song for the last time
I had good things to say
So I called my friends and no one was home
And there will come a time
When I'll have good things to say for the last time
I hope that time is not this time
But what if it is?
I scream in mute euphoria
I shine in blind euphoria
I wave to you and go away
I run in dark paralysis
There will come a time
When I will think of you for the last time
I had some things to say
So I called my friends and no one was home
And there will come a time
When I will think of you for the last time
I know that time is not this time
But God, I wish it was.
I scream in mute euphoria
I shine in blind euphoria
I wave to you and go away
I run in dark paralysis
This shit shouldn't happen by telephone
And it shouldn't happen when you're in your house alone
It was a one minute to midnight Cuban missile crisis
Man, I played it wrong
But you had to call me up and call me on it
Now you're finally in a song
Just an inch from my hand, on the table sits
A little telephone receiver, see how it fits
Into its cradle on the table, but it lifts out so easily
I could pick it up and dial it
And fix everything that's wrong with me
I will I won't I will I won't I will I won't I will I won't
All the lights are off, but I know it's there
It's nasty, black and shiny, greasy, flat and square
Just an inch from my fingers, stretching, lonely fingers
Reaching down and down
With a click, a tone, a ring, a ring, a click, I could be
Right back in your town
But this shit shouldn't happen by telephone
And it shouldn't happen when you're in your house alone
It was a one minute to midnight Cuban missile crisis
Man, I played it wrong
But you had to call me up and call me on it
Now you're finally in a song
I will I won't I will I won't I will I won't I will I won't
There will come a time
When I will sing this song for the last time
I had something to say
So I called you up, but no one was home
And there will come a time
When I will call you up for the last time
I wish that time was not this time
But man, I think it was.
I scream in mute euphoria
I shine in blind euphoria
I wave to you and go away
I run in dark paralysis
I wave to you and go away
I wave to you and go away
I wave to you and go away
I wave to you and go away.
credits
from
Everybody Wants To Be Like Jed,
released October 12, 1999
Words and music by Jed Davis
Published by Eschatonality/ASCAP
Paul Koelbel: keyboards
Danny O'Connor: drums
Chris Conti: guitar
Dave O'Connor: bass guitar, vocals
Produced by John Delehanty and Martly
Recorded and mixed by John Delehanty at Scarlet East Recording, Latham, NY
Mastered by Larry and Kevin Nix at Ardent Studios, Memphis, TN
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