The Davenport twins are staring at my lawn
Dandelion militia on a tactical sprawl
They want me to sign that neighborhood pact
But my pen is dry and my spine is cracked
I’m wearing these boots from the thrift bin
With the rubber sole peeling like a citrus skin
Uh, it feels alright
Chorus
Don't ask me to sharpen the edges
I like the blur on the screen (so blurry)
Yeah, keep your polished veneer
I’m staying stagnant and mean
(So mean)
Verse
I tried to play that show at the lodge
The drummer forgot his kit in the garage
We just stood there humming through the amp
While the promoter looked like a dampened lamp
He said"be professional, kid"
I said"check the radiator, see what it did"
It's hissing like a kettle in the rain
Chorus
Don't ask me to sharpen the edges
I like the blur on the screen (so blurry)
Yeah, keep your polished veneer
I’m staying stagnant and mean
Outro
It’s fine
It’s a vibe
(Uh-huh)
Whatever you say, man
(Whatever)
(Yeah)
