New Perspective (Live From Fenway Park)

Ooh, silence is makin' me nostalgic Two sizes big, your shirt in my apartment Oh, we were kids, but that don't make this less hard If I could fly, I doubt I'd even do it I'd probably get high and crash or somethin' stupid You made Ohio feel just like Central Park Liberal rednecks get drunk on a dirt road Attention-deficit kids in their gym clothes Paper bags drift wherever the wind blows And mine's full of receipts Ooh, this town's for the record now The intersection got a Target And they're callin' it "downtown" You and all of your new perspective now Wish I could shut it in a closet And drag you back down, let's go! Gave me your word, and now I can't pronounce it No thing so sure that I can't learn to doubt it Now the state bird, it sings our song so outta key Liberal rednecks get drunk on a dirt road Attention-deficit kids in their gym clothes Paper bags drift wherever the wind blows And mine's full of receipts (whoa) Ooh, this town's for the record now The intersection got a Target And they're callin' it "downtown" You and all of your new perspective now Wish I could shut it in a closet And drag you back down, let's go! Liberal rednecks get drunk on a dirt road Attention-deficit kids in their gym clothes Paper bags drift wherever the wind blows And mine's full of receipts, Boston! Ooh, this town's for the record now The intersection got a Target And they're callin' it "downtown" You and all of your new perspective now Wish I could shut it in a closet And drag you back down, let's go! Yeah, oh Yeah, oh Yeah, oh Yeah, oh Boston, thank you so much You guys are the greatest city on this fuckin' planet And this might be the greatest music venue on Earth Thank you so much for being here for me tonight I'm still pinching myself Um, man, you guys are singing all the words too It's good to be home I just love you guys This is, a, a song about worms and decomposing bodies And the Fairlee Drive-In