Custom Concern lyrics
by Modest Mouse
The custom concern for the people
Build up monuments and steeples to wear
Out our eyes
I get up just about noon
My head sends a message for me to reach for my shoes and then walk
Well, I got to go to work, got to go to work, got to have a job
He goes through the parking lot fields
He doesn't see no signs that they will yield and then thought
Well, this'll never end, this'll never end, this'll never stop
Message read on thе bathroom wall
Said, "I don't feel at all like I fall"
And I'm losing all touch, losing all touch, building a desert
I'm building mysеlf a desert
I'm building myself a desert
I'm building myself a desert
I'm building myself a desert