Teen Suicide - The Stomach of the Earth lyrics

Will I rest my head in heaven Or will I sleep in the stomach of the earth? I'm not afraid of what might happen Getting dressed for work I'm crying through my haircut Deep in the stomach of the earth A quiet day, I show up drunk to the bank of America The viciousness of the glee club was legendary The kind of thing you tell stories of for the next few centuries I watched the beauty of the world condensed Tipping too much on a twenty dollar check