Fuckin’ sell-outs.  I’m going to go back to wondering why all the people named in It’s the End of the World as We Know It (And I Feel Fine) have the initials L.B.  I’m gonna do that until the rapture on Saturday.  Then after I figure that out I will wonder why R.E.M. sold out.  Making a video without a chick with big tits is not art.  Making a video with a chick with big tits and shooting it in black and white is art.  Black and white makes everything fancy.  If Lemon Party was in black and white it would probably be in the Louvre.

Video and lyrics after the jump.  FFS they are such sell outs I can’t even embed their sissy video from YouTube.  Ugh.


Oh, life is bigger
It’s bigger than you
And you are not me
The lengths that I will go to
The distance in your eyes
Oh no, I’ve said too much
I set it up

(chorus)
That’s me in the corner
That’s me in the spotlight, I’m
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don’t know if I can do it
Oh no, I’ve said too much
I haven’t said enough
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

Every whisper
Of every waking hour I’m
Choosing my confessions
Trying to keep an eye on you
Like a hurt lost and blinded fool, fool
Oh no, I’ve said too much
I set it up
Consider this
Consider this
The hint of the century
Consider this
The slip that brought me
To my knees failed
What if all these fantasies
Come flailing around
Now I’ve said too much
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

But that was just a dream
That was just a dream

(repeat chorus)

But that was just a dream
Try, cry, why try?
That was just a dream
Just a dream, just a dream
Dream