There's a girl that you might know She's a friend at least I tell you so But it might surprise you to find There's something going on behind the door
Contrary to popular opinion The very best things in life are for free Through a practice that I call donation I get the things I want quite easily I got
Critical eyes are gazing Fat cows are grazing My eyes are glazing How can you see straight with all the lies I'm too young You think you're old Why don
Hey there little man Get out of my fryin' pan I got bigger fish to fry than you It's high time you listen to me I choose my battles carefully So get out
Be swift make noise No nonsense makes no sense at all Forget what you don't know You said it I heard it I even listened I finally learned Sharing and
Clock in you're at work but you're not working so hard Checking messages ten times a day ensuring you're not bored Talking on someone else's dime Put
Can't escape a past That wasn't ever lived All beginnings ended Come back to start again And the people seem to falter As they watch you fall asunder
Breeze of the black night blows Orange light on the white porch glows Dried up mucus in my nose That's how come I know Falling leaves hit the ground
Crush me down An aluminum can Poke me with a fork and half baked yam Toss me in the frying pan I would never bite the hand If I could be sure the hand
The hammock that's swinging Is bringing the good life perspective Sipping canned air in the shade of an apartment that's built to break Did you forget
Cat in the upstairs window Staring down at me Life seems to have a purpose When you're wandering aimlessly In the meantime What am I missing I'm missing
Moon over the freeway catch us as we ride We just left the city, left it far behind Silhouettes of palm trees, airplanes cross the moon Living in the
I am treading on cow pile mountains Before you answer my call Lounging at breakfast a recoiled monster With tied mouth somehow telling all Before it
If I could shake it like my sister Kate Shake it like a bowl of jelly on a plate My momma wanted to know last night How sister Kate could do it oh so
Pale yellow scratching at my ear, Pale yellow touching to my rear Forever tangled, forever mustard, Forever my first word's beer, Forever yellow, wonder
Listen to the sound bites of your neighbors Through the paper thin walls Making variations on their stories Told with southern drawls Look into the dustbin
What among the lovers What twang of temptation What brought the house down Strange sleepwalkers on the block Unfamiliar writing on the ceiling When she
Takin' it fast takin it slow Don't take it at all just get up and go Come on let's go Tired of sittin' around the house Stand right up Move on out Let
