Yuck! (Brownstein/Battat)

Back again? Get out of here, you’ve really gotta go

Just give me some direction, there’s so little that I know

Don’t be afraid, just walk away, see what you can find

Cigarette butts and broken glass, and pieces of my mind

Pick them up, I mean everything, don’t leave a shard behind

Can’t you see I’m trying?  These bloody hands are mine

Grind your teeth, don’t even speak until your task is done

I’ve been out for hours underneath

You ask for help, I tell you yet, you question everything

That’s why you’re stuck, out of luck, Yuck!

It’s a damn shame

Yuck! Yuck! Yuck! Yuck!

Written by Jake Brownstein and Dani Battat

Copyright Lazy Egg Records