She plays wipeout on the drums
The squirrels and the birds come
Gather round and sing the guitar
Oh i. . .have you got nothing to say
When all words fail she
Speaks
Her mix tape's a masterpiece
Walks through the garden
So the roses can see
Oh i. . .have you got nothing
To say
And you can see daisies
In her footsteps
Dandelions, butterflies
I wanna be kate

Everyday she wears the same
Thing
I think she smokes pot
She's everything I want
She's everything I'm not
Oh i. . .
Have you got nothing to say
She never gets wet
She smiles and it's a rainbow
And she speaks and she
Breathes
I wanna be kate

Down by rosemary and cameron
She hands out the
Bhagavad gita
I see her around every couple
Days
I wanna see her so that
I can say. . .hey kate

• Air
• Annie Waits
• Barrytown
• Battle of Who Could Care Less
• Brick
• Carrying Cathy
• Champagne Supernova
• Cigarette
• Cool Whip
• Crosstown Traffic
• Evaporated
• Fair
• Fired
• For All The Pretty People
• Fred Jones Pt 2
• Gone
• Guilty
• Hava Nagila
• Hiro's Song
• Jackson Cannery - 7 & Quot ;
• Kalamazoo
• Kate
• Leather Jacket
• Lonely Christmas Eve
• Losing Lisa
• Missing The War
• Mitchell Lane
• Not The Same
• One Angry Dwarf & 200 Solemn Faces
• One Angry Dwarf & Two Hundred Solemn Faces
• Protection
• Rockin The Suburbs
• Rocky
• Selfless, Cold, & Composed
• She Don't Use Jelly
• Smoke
• Steven's Last Night in Town
• Still Fighting It
• The Ascent of Stan
• The Luckiest
• The Secret Life of Morgan Davis
• Tonight The Bottle Let Me Down
• Video Killed The Radio Star
• Wave a White Flag