Ben Folds - The Secret Life Of Morgan Davis lyrics

Ben: uh - okay, we're going to do a new song then...it's about a man Named..uh..morgan davis...morgan...morgan left the house to get some cream Of wheat and came back with a little bit more. *laugher* All right - this features joe delorenza His wife is tired, she wants to sleep But allnight morgan davis wants his cream of wheat He waits and then she turns out the lights He tip-toes to the doorway As he slips to the night. His boring life and he leads it by selling stocks Makes him feel he's growing old and tired There's no joy in strife just by pa**ing time On this boring life. He wants the lights, the cash, a piece of a** A toothless b**h to blow him for a vile of crack He chokes his chunk in some gatorade And scores a bag of chronic on the eastern of a. His secret life and he leads it by selling d** he set up that night He's selling hash to the trailer trash His sister's a** The boring life " my friends are all salesman My wife is a s*ut There must be something bigger i can stick in my bu*t The irs is auditing, my life is in a wreck " And so he's fired his heat He's blown his blow It's coming up on sunrise and it's time to go He smells like barf " my head is a mess " He wipes the coke and lipstick off his fat, hairy, chest He doubles home from a rising show He won't be at work in an hour or so He crawls in bed with his sleeping wife Just a night to break up his boring lifex