The boy I work with Told me about The pigeon he k**ed in an out-door bar The pigeon Landed on his brand new beer So he throttled it and threw it down The boy I work with Told me about The rats in the store-room at his last job He told me He waged a genocide In revenge against the rat that almost took him down The boy I work with Told me he'd take care of me And somehow, I believe him The boy I work with Told me about The sea-gulls he fed Alka-Seltzer Their insides Blew out And they fell in a straight line into the Atlantic The boy I work with Is the man I live with, now And sometimes, I don't sleep well at night He always k**s his demons If he can k** his demons, he can k** anything The man I live with Tells me he'll take care of me And somehow, I believe him