In The Melody

That Night That You Got On A Plane To Los Angeles I Turned Back Into The Me That I Was
That Guy That Would Go Out To Buy A New Porno And Come Back With Twenty...the Pervert You Love
And As I Drove I Remembered That You Made A Tape
For Me To Play If I Ever Had A Lonely Day
I Slipped It In And The Stereophonics Came On Singing About Matches
Well At Least Someone Still Believes In The Melody
I, I Think That I've Heard It Already But I
I Think That I Must Admit That As Bad As It Gets
Someone Still Believes
The Sound Of American Radio's Making Me Feel Like I Just Killed My Mom And My Dad
These Pop Songs Are Meant To Be Simple So People Who Make Them We Take Them And Break Them In Half
But As I Drove I Remembered That You Made A Tape
For Me To Play If I My Ears Were Ever Being Raped
I Slipped It In And The Tragically Hip Came On Singing About Matches
Well At Least Someone Still Believes In The Melody
I, I Think That I've Heard It Already But I
I Think That I Must Admit That As Bad As It Gets
Someone Still Believes

WhhoooAAAAAAWhhooo

Well At Least Someone Still Believes In The Melody
I, I Think That I've Heard It Already But I
I Think That I Must Admit That As Bad As It Gets
Someone Still Believes