LIZ PHAIR - Crater Lake lyrics

And dynamite stuffed in a mailbox doesn't smoke until it blows...

And oh, all the tears

In four tiny years

Well look at me, I'm frightening my friends...

You better roll me...

I bought a map of the moon. There's a crater with my name on it and a

really good view ... There I was, getting drunk in your room ... Because

I wanted to throw my weight around

An oh, all the tears

In four tiny years

Oh look at me, I'm frightening my friends...

You better roll me home