B.R.C. Video (MV)

So then we started a band that had zero fans
Seems that was kind of the point
And you came down from College Row
With the flu and wearing some guy's weird shoes
And you were at your best when put to the test and
You snooze, you lose and you did
Down by the foundry
We invaded each other's personal boundaries
And let the record show
What the papers already know
You were robbed of your shadow out on the patio
While your dog just sat there
There's kinds of light in the hallway that helps in a small way
Which is better than none
I brought it up on the dance floor, the one place you abhor
Even more than me
Some Christians march against their laundry
Our town's in a quandary and we've got problems like these
Cavities filled in the porch when your son used a torch
On a bunch of snails