Testo: National, The. Slow Show.

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Standing at the punch table swallowing punch

can?t pay attention to the sound of anyone

a little more stupid, a little more scared

every minute more unprepared



I made a mistake in my life today

everything I love gets lost in drawers

I want to start over, I want to be winning

way out of sync from the beginning



I wanna hurry home to you

put on a slow, dumb show for you

and crack you up

so you can put a blue ribbon on my brain

god I?m very, very frightening

I?ll overdo it



Looking for somewhere to stand and stay

I leaned on the wall and the wall leaned away

Can I get a minute of not being nervous

and not thinking of my dick

My leg is sparkles, my leg is pins

I better get my shit together, better gather my shit in

You could drive a car through my head in five minutes

from one side of it to the other



I wanna hurry home to you

put on a slow, dumb show for you

and crack you up

so you can put a blue ribbon on my brain

god I?m very, very frightening

I?ll overdo it



You know I dreamed about you

for twenty-nine years before I saw you

You know I dreamed about you

I missed you for

for twenty-nine years



You know I dreamed about you

for twenty-nine years before I saw you

You know I dreamed about you

I missed you for

for twenty-nine years