I turned my microwave on and I cooked my chicken ravioli The last ten years of my life I've been feeling kind of lonely I don't do love, I don't do women
The new kid, he's got money The money I deserve He's got the goods But he's not good for his word I should be rolling in it Up in it working stuff As
tonight My ears are getting tired So listen for awhile Before this thing expired It was bound to fail Because of where I'm from Now the moon's at four o'clock And it's
up Take another slug Heaven, I had a dream Now my life's a nightmare of efficiency She rattles off the things, she never got for free Gearing up to
I pray good Lord send more blinding sheets of rain I love you, lost it's meaning to shipwrecked fools like me The rain is never ending there's no ships
when she named you the winner You are certain of nothing at all Except that it's late but it's not the last call So take her inside she's your borrowed
not such a handsome one In the middle of the meadow, I?m waiting For mother and the other ones I love There?s no good why this came to pass There?s
you can't live your dad's dream Had pretty thin skin to be in the machine Then I found a guitar and the rest's a fanzine Who's to say that's wrong?
I feel it slowing And I feel it slowing down And I feel it slowing And I feel it slowing down And I feel it slowing And I feel it slowing down And
dragging it up all my extra store She was singing and I was smoking Saving butts all I can afford I'm just sitting up it's late, it's getting rough It's
and done Oh oh you'll still be the only one I'll ever love Bloomington In a park that doubled as a parking lot There was music it was free Oh the girl
