Chinese food and your sleeping back We're born-again losers It's funny Honey, you know, this is not so bad Hanging around, wired for sound It's funny
Lovely empty baseball field Just one of the places to sun Like a hot pink kite with no string Heads rolling You make heads roll Whistle the day away
This war's Ok In a sweet old fashioned way Like a game we play Guilty of something we forgot I wasn't staring I was just looking far away Dazzled by
That filthy stare He's on a tear Cold water coming for the warm water junkies I found a friend Lost him again Poor sucker freaked, and couldn't swim
That sky is a-shine with sheen Those eyes are a green machine Spare me your whining In my rainy gazebo tree Deep in my silver pit The walls are all
screwy He says " Sleep through it " What a gut pageant We could play for hours What a gut pageant Meat for the flowers Not too special not too strange
Hey again, up for a spin ? Pretty rain makes you smile Pretty rain makes you smile This is something Why don't you come in ? This is some swell trash
I know I don't want you, I know I don't want you, I feel broken, I feel broken and miles away Let the brain bells ring again Let the angels sing again
In the race but out of step You struggle to hold up your head Like a river you fight your own bed I'm needing backyard sanctuary I'm on breaktime Where
Before I go to you I never wash my neck 'Cause when the music starts it goes straight to your head And I break out in pale I break out in pale You better
Must've been on mushrooms when you wrote that pile of junk Got rock candy brains and that head of yours Full of holes, full of holes Terry cloth's about
clouds, feet underground, And when you shake the dogs howl I'm gonna live forever Head in the clouds, feet underground, And when you shake the dogs howl I'm gonna live forever Strange angels
When he stares, it's like he's splitting hairs I'm a wreck when he's here, I swear Fill a glass up with shiny tacks I'm feeling sharp I am numb, I am
Excuse me, a doormat is good honest work Only the bored and the wicked rich don't know that Excuse me, you poor man, let's skip this town Who me? Oh
I guess you heard, hell you're so weird Like a spider, always here You never stay, hell you're so strange You let me drown in my own wave I'm stained