Matthew Good Band - Native Son lyrics

Can you spare me a quarter

though I have no one to call

I just thought it might save my ass one day

if the sky or the free world were to fall

this is the only thing that I can do

this is the only thing I know how to say

and when everything is gone

and the night it seems grows long

will you play this record anyway

there are a million ways to say it

there are a million lies to choose from

so don't look up

you might find that your head is stuck

no one's going to bail us out of this one

Every time I call your name

somehow I wish it was the same

for me and you and all the things we do

not in vain

Maybe I could give you a ride

though I don't really own a car

well it isn't anything so different

than living undernearth a dying star

well this is what we all get up for

when the clocks go out of time

cause nothing short of

war and death and money

will ever fucking change your mind

there are a million ways to die son

and there are a million places to choose from

so don't look up

you might find that your head is stuck

no one's going to bail us out of this one

Every time I call your name

somehow i wish it was the same

for me and you and all the things we do

not in vain

and who will kill this native son

who will learn from everything that we have done

and who will we get to stand up for tomorrow?