Oh, I just don't get it, can't seem to make sense I got some jumbled up thoughts in my jumbled up head I keep stumbling around on some jumbled up legs I keep grumbling out some jumbled up text Holding up both sides on the side of the road Holding up your store, holding up your home With the evening news of filth and wounds A picket and a funeral on Sunday afternoon Oh, that light shines bright in your eyes You gotta find your confidence, learn your lines Pick your cla**, pick your crime Better take a breath, take it quick 'Cause it's piling up, yeah, the layer's getting thick And, oh, I just can't seem to find the time Alligator skin Oh yeah, you know that's how it is Rubber-necking Oh yeah, you know that's how it is Trash piling Oh yeah, you know that's how it is When it's all so boring, 99 cents Up in your face, you know they got it Got plastic stacked on cheap bank cubes A perfect place for them to hang their noose And everyone's got a buy and they talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk about it And they draw some line and make some point Which way is right And, oh, I just can't seem to find the time and that light shines bright in your eyes Alligator skin Oh yeah, you know that's how it is Rubber-necking Oh yeah, you know that's how it is Trash piling Oh yeah, you know that's how it is Alligator skin Oh yeah, you know that's how it is Rubber-necking Oh yeah, you know that's how it is Trash piling Oh yeah, you know that's how it's got to be Oh no! Yeah, it's got to be Oh no! That's how it's got to be That's how it's got to be