Letras: Armchair Martian. Not A Dull Moment.

[Originally by Bad Astronaut]

I remember well, the smell of tequila
1 bed 1 bath 2 months with Steph
Drinkin' after sunrise,
didn't sleep til late at night
had a ten day birth day to Thanksgiving with them
we burt the bird and hit the Road
All blur in stereo...
Sonic Booksmarks and Bad Scenes.
But not a dull moment.
I barely miss living in Los Angeles.
It only too a week to start the Warfare
Eccentric neighbors on welfare.
The turntables spun to the beat of poundin'
on the walls.
we'd sink another drink with Billy Idol
Have sloppy sex on the living room floor
Whirlwind of simple pleasure
principle. Our principles are gone.
But not a dull moment.
I barely miss livin' in that
selfish bliss with Steph.
I'll always have
the past to be warned.
And I'll always have
my last life when I'm bored
I can taste the Gold Ring turnishin' my mouth.
I need a drink to wash it out
Not a dull moment
I barely miss living in that state of filth
so I'll clean the yard, the yard, the yard,
mow the lawn
wash the staining rug
so what, it's save
and sound I have found