Life sucks, then you die And your soul gets sucked into the sky Birds sing, I wonder why You eat a bowl of cereal and sigh You're late for your class
I am the king of the new white underclass I am the prince of the lazy and poor I am the one who sleeps the latest I am the one who won't do my chores
With the perfect smile for your sugar high I'd walk a dirty mile Crystalline Are you sure we can't be seen when we're here together Put me in a dream
there is myself I believe in the power of the human soul I believe that the government is in control I believe there's a Heaven up in the sky I believe
tense fog? surrounded us Brilliant lights ignite in the sky Everyone is beautiful if not somewhat unrecognisable Sometimes it's as simple as the stakes on a wall Sometimes it's
not to sleep I can't stay awake Somebody help me, please I have too many pills Some of them need to leave Get them out of my body Get them out, please There's
airport Flight 11-41 'cause I'm flying away To the one I love I'll be at your place Just in time for dinner I can't wait to see your face It's been
the bills I get to work on time No time for sleepless nights and drinking until dawn No time for restless flights I must get moving on Khrissy, always on my mind Forever's
Sometimes I like to be alone [x2] But when I hear your voice I don't have any choice I want to crawl right through the phone And I don't want to be alone
the wall And I can even hear the little insects crawl There's this super secret government program called "Operation the cheese stands alone" It's the congressmen's
to someone who might be a little overweight And be kinda sensitive about it and say "Oh my god, you're really fat!" Live and let live, baby That's the
batteries And that's kinda strange, even for her The girl with the strong arm would like to be a banker But I don't think she's really sure Using strings
stop is always after yours He never seems to leave I heard him speak only once You're standing on my foot [x2] He never reads the paper And state's lottery
things That I sent down those tracks I snuck them through your town at night Right behind your back On our little train [x2] The second car's just painted black What's
a Sunday by going to church? If you really wanted to You could run out right now and buy a Shaggs record If the atheists are wrong then I've got a bill that's