Parking Lot

things fall to pieces and I'm happy about it
 happy about it
 happy about it
 hear the people screaming in their respective houses
 respective houses
 respective mouses
 I don't need to die in your field of green no
 I don't really care a lot
 I don't know exactly what you've seen but
 I'm at peace in your parking lot
 I don't spend my summer times waiting for sunshine
 I like the nighttime
 I see my own line
 there inside the blue and rising summer moonlight
 a blinking blue light
 in your room right
 I don't need to die 'neath your castle wall or
 tears you cry for Camelot
 well I would be surprised if I cared at all cause
 I'm at peace in your parking lot
 set your moses on mountains high
 ravens crying nevermore
 point my feet at some grand ravine but
 i've seen more in your dresser drawer
 wouldn't state my reasons just to have you hate me
 so irate and
 so exterior
 if you should discover then lord please remember
 I'm a member of
 nothing in particular
 I don't need to die for your royal grace or
 wars on economic thought
 no I didn't show just to run your race man
 I'm at peace in your parking lot
 father loses everything he's worked his life for
 so chalk another up
 to experienced
 thoughtless and breathless falls the grand appearance
 keep aware of
 who's moving near us
 I don't need to die in his field of green no
 I don't really care a lot
 would it be so wrong just to say that all I
 want is peace in your parking lot
 I'm at peace in your parking lot
 I'm at peace in your parking lot