"Dirty Looks For Children" lyrics

Well they're all exposed
Like a cardboard Henry Hill
Of the scarred store ground
In some foreign man's family films
They say we burn, burn down
We burn down and we build
For there ain't no sense
In the stampede standing still

Well here we go now
Pale and fragile
I like licks, but I can't swim
How they gonna laugh at the pains of parting
When we meet, oh, when we meet again

There comes a slow step in the grand old dance we do
A ducking here, and ducking there and the happenstance is whose?
Awaiting how many moons for the riches that the rebels reaping
Only to wind up with some fool who only dreams when he's asleep

Well here we go now
Pale and fragile
I like licks, but I can't swim
How they gonna laugh at the pains of parting
When we meet, oh, if we meet again