The Lawrence Arms - Hey, What Time Is 'Pensacola: Wings of Gold' on Anyway? lyrics

k**ing time, the TV's on, with a bottle of sh** Buried needle, the record player's forgotten how to spin So, you're feeling useless, well the bidding starts at $19.95 Well, while the survey says, cheers and applause, another hour dies Jacking off again, 40 in the fridge Have these dreams put to sleep So call me up and tell me something I'm dying to believe I don't know, I don't care I just sit and stare now I don't think I just listen to the drone of this old being Friday night, stepping out, talking to the same So how's your family and how is school? Conversation strained Force endurance from this cla**, it's 11:45 Two more hours lumber past, I feel like I tried f**ing off again, talking to this b**h She hates me and I hate her So shut me up and take me somewhere I'm dying to leave I don't know, I don't care I just sit and stare now I don't think I just listen to the drone of this machine I don't know, I don't care I just sit and stare now I don't think I just listen to the voice of this machine