Sage Francis Lyrics

Album: Unknown

Eviction Notice Lyrics

Fuckin' doin' it

 

 This song is called Eviction Notice, it's a 2-parter

 It's about how drugs are the gateway to fun and flat laugh lines

 

 There's effort in her smile and it shouldn't be that way

 Her last days are being snuffed out in an ashtray, and that's pricely

 Trying to intercept the passing away I've asked nicely

 

 But I've learned not to feed the hand that bites me

 This morning the cradle rocks the hand

 As I bang on pots and pans

 she's just playing in her warning labeled box again

 She wants a man I can look up to, a role model to come through--

 Don't bother unpacking your car...cinogen filled thrill sticks

 This girl will spit fire

 Got me doing pirouettes over her guilt trip wire

 I still skip by a land mine or two, see I've learned the landscape

 All the while practicing my firm handshake

 Hair, trigger-finger itch to spark any conversation

 Said explosive personalities don't part deadly confrontation

 What happens in between her lips

 She needs a fix more than she knows her friend's a bitch

 And needs to go

 

 There's a note on the door..

 Eviction notice

 

 "Listen, one of us is leaving, and when I say US I mean YOU...

 YOU'RE leaving. (You're leaving... You're leaving.)"

 

 I'm in the house y'all, I'm in the house y'all

 And ain't no little piece of paper gonna kick me out y'all!

 What?? I'm in the house, I'm in the house

 And ain't no legal separation gonna kick my ass out

 I'm in the house y'all, I'm in the house y'all

 And ain't no new boyfriend gonna kick me out, y'all!

 Fuck that, I'm in the house, I'm in the house

 Ain't no snot-nosed brat gonna kick my ass out

 

 Pick ME! Please leave me believe me

 please leave me believe me please

 Please leave me believe me please leave me

 please believe me, leave me leave me..

 

 This song is called Eviction Notice, it's a 2-parter

 Basically it's about how sacrifice and vices will invite themselves

 to an overstayed welcome at your haunted house parties

 

 There's effort in her smile and it shouldn't be like that

 Her final evenings have her drowning in a nightcap, and that's costly

 Trying to keep her on the right track I ask softly

 But she just says "BACK OFF ME"

 And I've learned to space her private respect

 She breathes some room to need and every afternoon proceeds

 To mix her liquid sitter while preparing baby food to feed

 She wants I man I can look up to, a mentor-- Fuck you!

 Get your things packed

 Yes kids, the poison is the message in the bottle

 Before the dawn she'll have to kill all fetal positions by ingesting a

 morning-after pill

 Crawling fast until I get rewarded for how good I've behaved

 While practicing my goodbye wave..

 Should I stay? After planning my escape routes

 And shouting out, "Is there a lifeguard in the lighthouse?"

 To the rescue bottle mouth-to-mouth between her lips she sips

 She needs a fix more than she knows her friend's a bitch

 

 And there's a note on the door..

 Eviction notice

 

 Fun times fun times, ("Fuck you!") fun times fun times fun times

 ("Fuck you!") Fun times fun times, fun times fun times fun times

 ("Fuck you, get the fuck out of my house...")

 Fun times fun times, fun times fun times fun times

 Fun times fun times, fun times fun times fun tiiiimes!!! ("Fuck YOU!")

 One more time guys, fun times fun times fun tiiiimes!

 ("Get out.")

 

 I love you

 

 ("Get out!!! Get the fuck out of here! GET OUT!! Go.")

 

 Your mother would like to hear from you