Oceanographer's Choice

Well, guy in a skeleton costume
Comes up to the guy in the Superman suit
Runs through him with a broadsword
Flip the television off
Bring all the bright lights up
Turn the radio up loud
I don’t know why I’m so persuaded
That if I think things through
Long enough and hard enough
I’ll somehow get to you
But then you came in and we locked eyes
You kicked the ashtray over as we came toward each other
Stubbed my cigarette out against the west wall
And quickly lit another
Look at that
Would you look at that
We’re throwing off sparks
What will I do when I don’t have you to hold onto in the dark?
Yes, everybody’s gonna need a witness
Everybody’s gonna need a little backup incase the scene gets nasty
You throw the attic window open
And I throw myself all around you
And night comes to Tallahassee
I don’t know why it’s gotten harder
To keep myself away
I thought I’d finally beat the feeling back
It all came back today
But then we fell down and we locked arms
We knocked the dresser over as we rolled across the floor
And I don’t mean it when I tell you
That I don’t love you anymore
Well look at that
Would you look at that
The way the ceiling starts to swerve
What will I do what I don’t have you
When I finally get what I deserve