the sprinklers hit the driveway so volatile it sounds like summer rain my dad calls to remind me son you haven t left the house in three days so i ll splash cold water on my face cause apathy won t answer everything like the sweat on my cheekbones apathy won t answer anything i d call up some old friends but i m holding out for them to call on me poke fun at all the old times and all the trying times found in between we ll finger through the dollar jazz records and know the world don t owe us anything but bootleg t shirts and larry s 2 for 1 deal on acoustic guitar strings