What a silly expression
The news just got real for the new progressives
(?) We wait out the situation
It seems like a thing, you wore a hubcap as a halo

A father grows forgetful
The mother lies in the light of the cable news feed
(I remember all of the days)
In the course of your conversation
You make an effort to fight off the sniffles

There you are, the day before

I'm not playing, I'm not playing
I'm not playing with you
We're not playing, we're not playing
We're not playing with you

Better than alone
I lost you somewhere at the airport
You can find me at the Happy Clam
There you are, your way, your, ooh

We're not playing, we're not playing
We're not playing with you
Seems like they used to be much larger
Than they are right now
We're not playing

In the summer we opened up the windows
The smell of sweet soothing pot smoke was no joke
(In another, didn't know if you wanted it to be)
We had a view in through the fir tree

You're not singing enough, you're not playing
Stressed out by the lunacy

You're not playing, you're not playing
You're not playing with me
I'm not playing, I'm not playing
I'm not playing

I can't hear the bass
I'm not playing, I'm not playing
(I'm not your player)
I can't hear the bass
I'm not playing, I'm not playing
I lost you at the airport
Here we are, can't hear the bass (can't hear the bass)
I can't hear the bass

Copyright: Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave
Writer(s): KURT F WAGNER, MATTHEW BOUTWELL MCCAUGHAN