Guided by Voices
Short on Posters
You better buy yourself a ticket to the way it used to be
And if you can't stay long, well then you better contact me
You're gonna be confronted by the eye of the storm, well
It's gonna sneak up behind and grab you by the horns
And on the day you were born
There was a push and a shove above the house of love
That was a long time ago
And things are so much different, you know, oh-oh, oh-oh

Hey!
On a street where we lived, in a land that we knew
You couldn't be so obsolete now, you had better things to do
I'm gonna hold my head on up and back
I'm gonna lay down on a railroad track
I'm gonna find out where I'm coming from
I'm gonna roll up like a big red sun

La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la