you came, you went my mind it got a dent I couldn`t make my rent `cause all my cash was lent
this town is filled with thousand-dollar-bills laminated songs contaminated lawns well we eat about fifteen times a day starin` through a bag of frito-lay and I play with the fire in the stove when my eyes peel out and my fingertips get cold
well it`s real and it`s fake and it`s flamin` like a steak and she`s puttin` out my face with the rake oh honey you knew that you were my one and only blur
unglued, depressed the meatloaf in my chest personality test I failed with the best and I stomped and I stormed and I passed out in your dorm then you hustled me outside I couldn`t catch a ride but the subway trains speak to me now I`m browsing through the supermarket town and the girls don`t talk when I`m around and I`m feelin` bad even though nothing`s wrong
chokin` on a breathmint
that`s cool yeah, that`s cool
(........stuck out here in the sand, they shot my mule and burned my wagon-- ran out of sourdough 2 days ago; ain`t got no more lard. God bless you folks...)
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