The Silos | Walter Salas-Humara

Lyrics

METER RUNNING IN A CRASHED CAB
Copyright 2007 Jonathan Lethem, Walter Salas-Humara, Chris Maxwell, and Phil Hernandez
Published 2007 Furry Girl Songs (BMI), Lagartija Music (BMI), and ElegantToo Music (ASCAP)

Walter Salas-Humara - voice and guitar
Chris Maxwell - guitar, bass, synthesizer and supporting voice
Phillip Hernandez - drums, percussion and synthesizer
Danny McGough - organ

Like a meter running in a crashed cab
Like a needle bumping round on an inner groove
Like a meter running in a crashed cab
The game's long over but the players don't move

You're on my nerves
Getting under my skin
I know sooner or later
It's gonna sink in
The game got called
On account of doom
You're singing operettas
To an empty room

Like a meter running in a crashed cab
Like a doctor operating on a pile of bones
Like a meter running in a crashed cab
The phone just rings because nobody's home

I said "Help me operator
Try to end this call'
Don't talk to the hand
Take it up with the wall
The ump cried "out"
You're still at the plate
You're taking up space
And you're tempting fate

Like a meter running in a crashed cab
Like a needle bumping round on an inner groove
Like a meter running in a crashed cab
The game's long over but the players don't move

I'm breaking you down
Just to see it done
It's easy to do
And it's fairly fun
You're nobody's sweetheart
So nobody's sad
You're like a -- ooh! -- meter running in an -- ooh! -- crashed cab!