You fall and break your crown On a fountain pen lying on the ground You cry out in pain You're not dead boy, your leg's just lame And you'll wear it on a shirt For lack of a better word And it's hard to be knocked down With Twin Cities all around me right now Watch it unfold again Slipping on a fountain pen This time it'll all go south As the pearly whites get knocked straight out of your mouth And I'm finally aware And I'll sell all my shares on a dare I won't cut my hair or tie a tie I can be a drone in another life And now it's forty below Is the sun still shining? Well you just don't know And it's all white as you can see It's not alright between you and me And you'll wear it on a shirt For lack of a better word And it's hard to be knocked down With Twin Cities all around me right now