Shelved Lyrics - Mountain Goats

I wanna ride the hydraulics 

Lit up like the North Star 

I wanna wallow in the spoils before the crowd 

I wanna play my guitar 

Not gonna sit up and beg 

Not gonna do tricks 

Not gonna stand here on a sound stage 

Tethered to a crucifix 

The ride's over 

I know 

But I'm not ready to go 

I wanna flash my pastel colors by the rail 

On a windy day at Pimlico 

Don't want to write songs with this clown they set me up with 

In a Los Angeles rehearsal studio 

Not gonna tour with Trent Reznor 

Third of three, bottom of the bill 

You can't pay me to make that kind of music 

Not gonna swallow that pill 

The ride's over 

I know 

But I'm not ready to go 

Maybe dad is right 

I'm still young 

And I can write C++ just as good as anyone 

I know this guy at Lucasarts 

He says they're looking for hands 

In fifteen years I'll be throwing back beers 

With my feet in the sand