Call Florence Pow - I'm Traveling lyrics

Lookin' through my collection Of recollections I held my phone book in one hand For my protection The notes were beating me Brought me down to my knees And the dust from the paper Made me sneeze Build your name into a calf Cure it with half-and-half All you do is laugh And sit through your Electric decoration Not in moderation Antique radio This is the stuff i know Buy the tools From a true h*mo-sapien Pluck the "G" sour note Out of tune Press piano key Now the melody's close to me Your memory keeps kickin' CVS line starts pickin' Up the slack Now that Valentine's Day is back Don't know where to go Conscience sways to and fro Between a tidy blow And bri's casio It's time I move From this true mostrosity To a place that brews tranquility Pack the things all dear to me I have no clue where I'm gonna be I'm traveling Buy me a boarding pa** alas I get trashed as you wash your back I'm fine Dine with my bavine swine In time You'll be mine What makes the blue you wear so good? How did you brush your hair? I should Buy a bike that fits twenty With no money I thought you might think that was funny I'm traveling