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