Modern Baseball - Going To Bed Now [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
What do you give someone
Who's already got one of everything
You thought would be the perfect accoutrement
To their unnerving temperament? Attention?
What could a lowly peasant being like myself
Offer a perfect pleasant saviour of humanity
Redeemer of us sickly sinning hillbillies? Attention

[Chorus 1]
Just one more resounding stab at all the others
You've almost blown your cover
But your tracks don't stick
One more bottle should do the trick
Discreetly cleansing the remnants of every disdainful quip
We've found no escape route
But I know you well enough to hate you now
It's too bad you haven't figured that out

[Verse 2]
What do you call someone who calls you out
On DIY ethics you don't embody as he drains his
Dad and mummy's monthly data plan?
An asshole with an iPhone

[Verse 3]
I'll admit I'm in the same boat
Caught between my adolescent safety net
And where the world wants me to be
But I never use that as an excuse
To treat my friends the way that you treat me

[Chorus 2]
Just one more distorted sad attempt at humour
From the jagged bleeding tumour in our throat
Malignance at best and quick to address yourself
As anything other than what we've learned to expect
The patron saint of good God-damn
I'll kick myself to sleep before I shake that
Grimy, dirty, crusted, arrogant hand
So please leave my house