[Why?]
Stuck in center city with a midget's girdle
[Sole]
Choking fetus posing as a respectable business person
[Why?]
And he's selling swollen ribs
[Sole]
Stolen half full gla**es of human footprints for my friends
[Why?]
The irate has lost his wooden leg
[Sole]
The stuck up lost her penis
[Why?]
(Ye fateful eat MacDonald's)
[Sole]
Us geeks fry ants with a magnifying gla**
[Sole & Why?]
Welcome to the cinema, I know the seating's scarce
Turn off the f**ing soap opera and watch them do the dance
[Why?]
Meanwhile, crumbled up in a trash art heap, hungry people pile
[Sole]
While humble people make moves in the mighty pig pen
Without pens or pen names
[why?]
Leave it to us to manufacture the gla** case to display your ripped up rag dolls
[Sole]
Well it's no secret, we all want a cigarette and coffee break
[Why?]
And I'm not gonna lie to you because lies make perfect sense
And while we're all just spinning there is no perfect sense
[Bridge] [Sole & Why?]
This spoiled canvas you see here is somewhat close to mold
This wasted breath will be the d**h of me all this new sh**'s getting old
Your c**a cola eats through metal, k**s lab rats, and swallows your soul
This wasted breath will be the d**h of me, all this new sh**'s getting old
[Sole]
In the center city
We sinners acquire company out of necessity and lack of currency
We run by the seat of our cash (in a car), buying into everything within a money shot
[Why?]
I'm blocking bullets with a medieval suit of armor on
The armadillo knows not where to hang his hat
Relax
Spread eagle
Or play Pictionary on the weekends
[Sole]
Hey, it's a corporate peepshow, dance for the camera
They love to see us squirm and f** one another
Feed the babies to the furnace
We breath fossil fuel, for the post modernization of Mars
[Why?]
Now since a bird flies over the skyscrapers
You a**ume that it don't gotta work
And it ain't tied down
But remember that a bird's gotta touch down to eat and sleep And that the sky is the limit
[Why?]
I put my time in and wrote it all off as a high school field trip wire
I wet my lips slowly before speaking my piece in a mad max sunbaked wasteland once called progress
Where cars that fail their e-checks go do donuts and break wind
I windowshop to avoid the waste that accompanies any major purchase
And purchase my clothes at a second hand shop for the same purpose
My voice is hoarse from screaming in the desert and in space
Where there is no air to carry my cry
f** 283-86
Hahaha...
[Bridge (2x)][Sole & Why?]
I'm waiting my days and tears away with no trusty seed or sunset
I'm waiting for god to stop taking care of the heat bill and buy me blankets
I'm waiting to run slow mo in the meadow and bang my head on neon dollar signs
I'm waiting for the keeper that gets me into the eternal pot luck dinner
[Sole]
The beehive honeys shake hands - good work
Reiterate, good work
My smog inhaler is human shortcoming proof
Gather around light of your life
Happily blinded
Every evening last night of your life
100,000 thousand of us live every morning on a bridge
We hang from ties and never truly die
Or leave the clock or run out
So we live for the moment on other peoples time
Which is all we have and it isn't anything we own
And that makes perfect sense 'cause it all makes up in our dreams
[Bridge][Sole & Why?]
I'm waiting for god to stop taking care of the heat bill and buy me blankets
I'm waiting my days and tears away with no trusty seed or sunset
I'm waiting for the keeper that gets me into the eternal pot luck dinner
I'm waiting to run slow mo in the meadow and bang my head on neon dollar signs
[Outro][Sole & Why?]
So here we are, sitting on a simulated camel's back
Stuck between two humps of stored half smoked cigarettes to be consumed come winter
It's no secret, we're all sick of seeing center city though thick smoke
We're in a bottle of humans who suffocate on cans of coke
Hurdling alarm clocks that we hurled out the window a long time ago