No Destruction

i'm sending you this photograph of me in my new car

but i hate to say i miss you

'cause you don't need me anymore

you politely say i miss you

but we know you don't mean that anymore

like when the doctor thought he caught you

then you weasel through the door

through the door of consciousness

san francisco

oh you make it so

oh you make it so long

i need someone who smokes pot in the subway

pot in the subway with me

oh destructo you're so destructive

oh you're so destructive to me

no destruction in the waking hour

in the waking hour

oh no destruction in the waking moon light

no destruction in the waking hour

in the waking hour oh

there's no corruption in the waking moonlight

i'm talking to my grandma who lost her arms in the war

the aliens and armory that bonders to god's door

now you think that i don't know

but i know you too know quite well

that i caught you sipping milkshakes

in the parlor of the hotel

there's no need to be an asshole

you're not in brooklyn anymore

you may take what you are giving

but you leave it on the floor

and i know they're gonna try to take my big mouse

take the petals off my greenhouse

open the door of consciousness

is it open anymore

oh you think it's over

oh you think it's over to me

someone who smokes hot in

the subway hot in the subway with me

oh destructive

you're so destructive

oh you're so destructive to me

no destruction in the waking hour in the waking hour

no destruction in the waking moonlight

there's no destruction in the waking hour

in the waking hour

oh there's no corruption on the mountain high

oh no destruction in the waking hour

in the waking hour

no destruction in the waking moon moonlight

no destruction

no destruction in the brother leather

oh there's no destruction in the waking hour

oh

it's nothing bad about now

i don't feel real baby never think that