Elliott Smith

[MikeHunt]

memory lanethis is the place

you'll end up when

you lose the chase

where you’re dragged against your will

from a basement on the hill

all anybody knows is

you're not like them

they hit you in the head

and send you back to bed

isolation called you and passed a tunnel into a

bright world where you can rule a place of state

here's a little house for you to stay

but everybody's scared of this place

they're staying away

your little house on memory lane

the mayor’s name is fear

his voice patrols the pier

by a mountain up of cliche

that advances everyday

the doctor speak in clowns

he rings out loud

he’ll keep the doors and windows shut

and sware

never join a soul again

but isolation chased you ‘til every muscle ached

down the only road it ever takes

but everybody's scared of this place

they're staying away

your little house on memory lane

if it's your decision

to be open about yourself

be careful or elsebe careful or else

uncomfortable apart

it's all written on my chart

that i take what's given to me

most cooperatively

i do what people say

and lie in bed all day

absolutely horrified

i hope you're satisfied

isolation pushes past something and chained to

a place where suffering’s a game

but everybody's scared of this place

they're staying away

your little house on memory lane

your little house on memory lane groovin' groovin'