Modest Mouse - Custom Concern Lyrics

The custom concern for the people
Build up the monuments and steeples
To wear out our eyes

I get up just about noon
My head sends a message for me
To reach for my shoes
And then walk

Gotta go to work, gotta go to work, gotta have a job

Goes through the parking lot fields
Didn't see no signs that they would yield
And then thought, this'll never end
This'll never end, this'll never stop

Message read on the bathroom wall
Said, "I don't feel at all like I fall."
And we're losing all touch, losing all touch
Building a desert