grudge lyrics – pain

in the eighties, i had a radio.
i had a real bad haircut
and nowhere to go except aladdin’s castle and eckerd drugs.
she had sweat bands, she liked to break dance.
she wore a pair of shiny parachute pants.
i was geek and she was a superstar.

was it just, was it just, was it just too much to ask?
worlds were in the sp*ce between us.
i guess i should’ve made a sacrifice
or tried to meet her set of standards.
i had a pretty good collection of masters of the universe.
i had boba fett and greedo and i was pushing seventeen.
she had tapes of chaka khan and kenny loggins,
she knew how to backwards skate.
she had eyes that looked around for the boys
who i had lately grown to hate.
at the time i was working on a novel
just another fruitless side distraction.
i sometimes wondered what she would think of that
what if i had wowed her with some fiction
over wine and crackers by a lakeside?
would she have just stood back up and moonwalked home?
was it just too much to ask?
worlds were in the sp*ce between us.
i guess i should’ve made a sacrifice
or tried to meet her set of standards.
but she didn’t have respect for the stray cats,
i didn’t have respect for that.
rubik’s cubes were not my style and they’re still not
i was into d&d.
nanananananananananana

solo

when i look back upon the eighties
i never get p*ssed off at ronald reagan.
i never paid attention to him back then.
but that chick who wore the parachute pants,
the one who broke my heart, the one who broke danced.
i just hope that one day we’ll meet again.
i’m not sure, i’m not sure, i’m not sure, no i’m not sure.
i’m not sure what i would do,
i’m not sure if even matters
because i know wherever she is
she’s got something stuck up in her *ss
and the closer to the sh*r* that my ship gets
she can only, she can only, she can only eat herself alive
eat herself alive.
nanananananananana

/ pain lyrics