Wilco

Crazy rides rockets
Who has a magic wand
Empty out your pockets
Words without a song
I myself have found a real rival in myself
I am hoping for a re-arrival of my health
Sleeping eye sockets
Baby suck your thumb
I'll keep you in my locket
A string I never strum
It's become so obvious
You are so oblivious to yourself
You're tied in a knot
But I'm not gonna get caught
Calling a pot kettle black
Every song's a comeback