Dark and Metric
JOHN FLANSBURGH, JOHN LINNELL, JOHN C. FLANSBURGH, JOHN S. LINNELL
No taxi could take you
No trains rolling by
No bicycle shop, No planes in the sky
Planes in the sky
Not a night spent in jail
Parrot on my arm
Not a man of the world, no patch on my eye
Patch on my eye
Dark and metric is my town
Every day and night
Just because you're floating
Doesn't mean you haven't drowned
No spoiler, no wind scoop
No mag wheels in back
No hydraulic shocks, no privacy glass
Privacy glass
Dark and metric is my town
North, east, west, and south
Just because you're smiling
Doesn't mean you haven't drowned