You and Me Baby, We're Not Quite N64
The worst part of being us is
We can't keep hitting reset.
Our hearts move like Cadillacs
Our brains Jalopies
Mountain roads getting the better of us
Day in and day out
Until a mechanic who doesn't speak any English
Has to tell us
Which way and how far and how many pesos.
The worst part of being us is
We can't keep hitting reset.
Our hearts bolt down, machetes through
Vines and anacondas
Our minds heavy with
Rain and sweat, and malaria
And the meat of the capybaras and tapyrs
You were ethically opposed to killing.
The worst part of being us is
They'll find me dying in an attic
My finger on the demolished reset button
Muttering and coughing about someone.
We can't keep hitting reset.
Our hearts move like Cadillacs
Our brains Jalopies
Mountain roads getting the better of us
Day in and day out
Until a mechanic who doesn't speak any English
Has to tell us
Which way and how far and how many pesos.
The worst part of being us is
We can't keep hitting reset.
Our hearts bolt down, machetes through
Vines and anacondas
Our minds heavy with
Rain and sweat, and malaria
And the meat of the capybaras and tapyrs
You were ethically opposed to killing.
The worst part of being us is
They'll find me dying in an attic
My finger on the demolished reset button
Muttering and coughing about someone.