Sleeping late I
Hear the sad horns of labor trucks sigh
My neighbor walks by
High heels click dry
Like half a proud horse down Brook
I hear somebody's babbling, I mistook
For a cavalry whispering victory to the sparks
And their kindling, but all their greenwood's wet and unmet
As of yet by the gases of flame
Pressing against the pending physics of my pa**ed down last name
Living in the tear between two spaces condemned
And one of the many places you're not, I am
Hiding from my friends in the bathroom at Thrift Town, to write this tune
Down
[Hook]
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Just doesn't stop [x5]
Today after lunch
I got sick and blew chunks
All over my new shoes
In the lot behind Whole Foods
This is a new kind of blues
And what about losing limb or loved one in a duel, dissatisfies you
It seems just as a kid I did not sh** my pants much
Why start now with this stuff? And man I do not bluff
Second caller gets bit by a dog or Jeff Dahmer
Kisses and stitches, no mitt for these pitches
Lone pone one master of the cheap pun
If I'm not raw I'm just a bit under done
But I'd be okay, cool as a rail
If they just let us have health food in hell
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Good heavens background radiation and the black arts awaiting
Not the same since I switched my hair part and started shaving
Got hexed, my hidden hair gone corners
Oh I'll never be a joiner, life long local full burner, I
Raw lung homegrown fake in co-ed naked choir
Second tenor highest riser blessed clever compromiser
I'll be proudly mouthing watermelon every song
I put the phone to my ear but all's I hear's a dial tone
Will they map my skull and wrap my bones when my wig is gone? hmmm
I'll go unknown by Torpoedos or Crohn's
Only those evil live to see their own likeness in stone
My brother said that
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I can decide while I'm alive I'll feel alive and what's next I guess I'll know when I've gotten there
Hmmm, ohhh