Metric:Handshakes

“Handshakes”
Artist:	Metric
Albums:	Live It Out (2005)

Say you wanna get in,
And then you wanna get out
When you get the money
To buy yourself a castle.
How will you wear your leisure?
Zipper back and front
On the fence together,
Weekends in leather.

Flip to the right,
Slip back to the left.
For handshakes at the ranch,
Small talk at the crossroads.
Rubbing up to the ladder,
Sucking on every rung.
Coming up forever and hanging on.

That's entertainment;
When the cameras roll
Can you face the pavement
For a happy dog and pony show?
Everybody loves you baby,
Of course they do.
Do you miss me?
I miss you.

Buy this car to drive to work.
Drive to work to pay for this car.
Buy this car to drive to work.
Drive to work.

Buy this car to drive to work.
Drive to work to pay for this car.

Buy this car to drive to work.
Drive to work to pay for this car.

Say you wanna get in
And you're gonna get out,
But you won't 'cause it's a trap.