Troupe DiCoupe



	(Do The) Detached (S. Kallaugher)
	Tied to nothing care about less my life’s pretty shabby my house is a mess got no job no money no honey no drugs and no soul where most people got a center I’ve got a hole I feel detached rock your face off sit down wander round I’m so detached rock your face off sit down wander round I do the detached rock your face off sit down wander round Watch my TV for hours at a time don’t even know what programs I just watch the little lines love melts to blood and drips from my hands I do not feel human I don’t feel like a man CHORUS Gaps in transmission between my eyes and my brain but living in limbo deadens the pain random bangs but I don’t whimper try it for yourself it’s all so much simpler		Get detached that is if you ain’t already now get detached just stand there and I’ll show you how get detached it’s just like you want to float get detached if life is poison, it’s the antidote just detach get detached get detached do the detached Our tribute to New York audiences, who were far to cool to do anything but stand around and act bored. Not for the first time, Shadoobi forgets his own lyrics in the first verse. But second takes? We don’t need no stinkin’ second takes. Especially with the Primitive Horns nailing that Ike & Tina riff at the end.