The cut great mindwalking through the dirty streets Of Paris in the hot August heat Sun melts in the fake Smile away Just looking for a place to stay
I can't look at the rocket launch The trophy wives of the astronauts And I won't listen to their words 'Cause I like Birds I don't care for walkin'
It's a Motherfucker Being here without you Thinking about the good times Thinkin about the bad And I won't ever be the same It's a Motherfucker Getting
How does her world spin Without me in her nest Could there really be Such happiness Oh, she's got a dark side too Even murderous But I love that Just
The smokestack is spitting black soot into the sunny sky The load on the road brings a tear to the Indian's eye The elephant won't forget what it's like
Today is a lovely day Start up the car with the sun Packing blankets and dirty sheets A roomful of dust and a broom to sweep up All the troubles you
If I lay my head down I will see you in my dream Wearing that polka dot dress And sitting by the stream Leaning in to hear you You will whisper in my
Taking a walk down to the mall Smelling piss and beer and gas That could be me in a couple years Suckin' fumes under the highway pass On a rainy day
Sun comes up on the old neighborhood Spray-painted and dead firewood Well I don't know where I'm gonna be next I don't care where I am gonna be Next
I bought some rock star ashes From the back of rolling stone I guess he wouldn't mind it They couldn't sell his soul The tiger in my tank, is going
Went down by the old courthouse Stumbling through the streets Had to get out of the house Had to use my feet And you may not think much of me now But