Desert Island Questionnaire

Conor Oberst

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    Say that you were stranded on a desert island
    What books you gonna bring
    What friends would tag along

    Say you had a month and you knew you were dying
    How would you spend your time
    What goodbyes would take too long

    You don't like this game and you take exception
    Who wants all this trouble even hypothetical
    With the charging sky above
    And the ground below that could swallow everyone

    Staring at your phone at another party
    Spend a lot on clothes
    Got a lot of skin to show

    People in the pool like the drowning army
    Smoke along the moats
    And the hotel lobby glows

    Wish that you can dance but you've got no partner
    Keep tapping on your glass
    Because you want to make a toast

    To the ennui of our times
    To the selfishness in everyone you know

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    Made a lot of friends but they can't be trusted
    Don't know what their angle is
    Post up at the bar and I'm double fisted
    Talking to a mannequin

    I don't know what it means when he takes my pulse
    And says that I'm a lot like him
    I say that's fair enough
    That's why I'm trying to loosen up

    Every lunatic must be well intentioned
    Sets himself apart
    He's an instrument of God

    Took her from the playground to the farmhouse cellar
    Kissed her while he killed her
    Like a good Samaritan

    They finally found her body many Autumns after
    Interviewed her mother who said she'd now be 21
    And although we lost her young
    I know the good lord has a plan for all of us

    Mormons at the door they are clean and handsome
    Always have a good sales pitch
    Your little sisters swears that she can take my order
    But I can't take her serious

    Need something to bring for this human nature
    Is not what this condition is
    I'm so bored with my life but I'm still afraid to die

    Everyone's asleep in this burning building
    And I can't wake them up in time
    You go on ahead I'll be right behind you
    I'm headed to the finish line

    I can't ignore the Sun until this is over

    Pretend that you were stranded on a desert island
    What would be the message
    That you'd spell out for the plane

    Say the engine failed when that plane was flying
    If you were the pilot
    Would you curse or would you pray

    No one's gonna cry at this John Doe funeral
    Not a lot to say did it even have a name

    Light a candle just in case he was someone's friend
    Throw some flowers on the grave

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    Composition: Conor Oberst

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