how harsh the herald angels sing I've been puking my guts all morning oh to bear the hex of unfairer s** it's difficult & it's boring I guess I just quit drinking I guess I just quit smoking guess I'll need some names Alan William or James doctor tell me you're joking I take the bus to the free clinic on Clemens with my headphones on & no music
please don't sit next to me Glad Lee the Cross-Eyed Bear walks into a bar she says you don't know how lucky you men are the tenants who live below me they pretend they don't know me coz they don't see a ring now they know everything they whisper & don't hello me but talk your sh** man I don't care it's _____ for a boy for a girl it's Claire