Eviction Notice Lyrics - Singles - Sage Francis

Fuckin' doin' it 

This song is called Eviction Notice, it's a 2-parter 

It's about how drugs are the gateway to fun and flat laugh lines 

There's effort in her smile and it shouldn't be that way 

Her last days are being snuffed out in an ashtray, and that's pricely 

Trying to intercept the passing away I've asked nicely 

But I've learned not to feed the hand that bites me 

This morning the cradle rocks the hand 

As I bang on pots and pans 

she's just playing in her warning labeled box again 

She wants a man I can look up to, a role model to come through-- 

Don't bother unpacking your car...cinogen filled thrill sticks 

This girl will spit fire 

Got me doing pirouettes over her guilt trip wire 

I still skip by a land mine or two, see I've learned the landscape 

All the while practicing my firm handshake 

Hair, trigger-finger itch to spark any conversation 

Said explosive personalities don't part deadly confrontation 

What happens in between her lips 

She needs a fix more than she knows her friend's a bitch 

And needs to go 

There's a note on the door.. 

Eviction notice 

"Listen, one of us is leaving, and when I say US I mean YOU... 

YOU'RE leaving. (You're leaving... You're leaving.)" 

I'm in the house y'all, I'm in the house y'all 

And ain't no little piece of paper gonna kick me out y'all! 

What?? I'm in the house, I'm in the house 

And ain't no legal separation gonna kick my ass out 

I'm in the house y'all, I'm in the house y'all 

And ain't no new boyfriend gonna kick me out, y'all! 

Fuck that, I'm in the house, I'm in the house 

Ain't no snot-nosed brat gonna kick my ass out 

Pick ME! Please leave me believe me 

please leave me believe me please 

Please leave me believe me please leave me 

please believe me, leave me leave me.. 

This song is called Eviction Notice, it's a 2-parter 

Basically it's about how sacrifice and vices will invite themselves 

to an overstayed welcome at your haunted house parties 

There's effort in her smile and it shouldn't be like that 

Her final evenings have her drowning in a nightcap, and that's costly 

Trying to keep her on the right track I ask softly 

But she just says "BACK OFF ME" 

And I've learned to space her private respect 

She breathes some room to need and every afternoon proceeds 

To mix her liquid sitter while preparing baby food to feed 

She wants I man I can look up to, a mentor-- Fuck you! 

Get your things packed 

Yes kids, the poison is the message in the bottle 

Before the dawn she'll have to kill all fetal positions by ingesting a 

morning-after pill 

Crawling fast until I get rewarded for how good I've behaved 

While practicing my goodbye wave.. 

Should I stay? After planning my escape routes 

And shouting out, "Is there a lifeguard in the lighthouse?" 

To the rescue bottle mouth-to-mouth between her lips she sips 

She needs a fix more than she knows her friend's a bitch 

And there's a note on the door.. 

Eviction notice 

Fun times fun times, ("Fuck you!") fun times fun times fun times 

("Fuck you!") Fun times fun times, fun times fun times fun times 

("Fuck you, get the fuck out of my house...") 

Fun times fun times, fun times fun times fun times 

Fun times fun times, fun times fun times fun tiiiimes!!! ("Fuck YOU!") 

One more time guys, fun times fun times fun tiiiimes! 

("Get out.") 

I love you 

("Get out!!! Get the fuck out of here! GET OUT!! Go.") 

Your mother would like to hear from you