4 70 AC baby, spinning mad plastered Insignificant, buzzing treetops Following hood ornaments Mega-buzz clothesline Professions of guilty life Television fix Rooked by a saint, hardcore stoned Filleted junkfish Lawnmower junkie Flame water washtub Fossilized coprites

Just got paid Work by the hour Minimum wage Tax on the dollar One month’s worth barely cleared $400 Yeah I’m down on my luck, I’ll be living in a truck And it’s going down easy Yeah I’m down on my luck, I’ll be living in a truck And it’s going down easy Fishing for change in my neighbor’s cushions Hope he don’t catch me A quarter’s all I’m wishing for So I can get some lunch Super size a luxury Yeah I’m down on my luck, I’ll be living in a truck And it’s going down easy Yeah I’m down on my luck, I’ll be living in a truck And it’s going down easy Saving coupons to tape on ceiling cracks Burned my checkbook to cook a frozen snack Got no power Bill is just a man’s name Yeah I’m down on my luck, I’ll be living in a truck And it’s going down easy Yeah I’m down on my luck, I’ll be living in a truck And it’s going down easy Yeah I’m down on my luck, I’ll be living in a truck And it’s going down easy Yeah I’m down on my luck, I’ll be living in a truck And it’s going down easy

I like to smoke by the dumpster with cigarettes bought on borrowed cash Feelin high like a loser, second hand smoke mingled with the trash Got a job washing dishes, taking out the garbage and stocking the shelf Cleanin up when the doors close, moppin all the floors all by myself In the summer heat dumpster shade can't be beat You can take the indoor fan, as for me I sit by the garbage can I like to smoke by the dumpster takin my breaks that I really don't have With my hands wet with garbage, I rub em on the doorknob when I want a laugh Got a job making food, stretchin the dough with my unwashed hands Washing up with no soap, slicin raw meat and openin cans I like to smoke by the dumpster, earnin my green for a broken down cause Sittin down on a trash bag, apathetic watchin life slip through the jaws I like to smoke by the dumpster, earnin my green for a broken down cause Sittin down on a trash bag, apathetic watchin life slip through the jaws

It's like deja vu baby at the other end Swallowed whole, bored to the brains Got my badge hijacking trains Plaster lighthouse all out of dimes Intercom button, magnet chimes Invisible glasses, rain puddles quaking Wirevine racecar, diesel trucks braking Ice water cocktail, electrical pants Computer game soft drink preaching science Tell me it’s unreal baby Fog up the windows, 3 for a dollar Empty jewel case makes you holler Spoken (1): With the leather strapped together With red tape Electrical tape duct tape invisible tape Video tape Any kind of tape I love tape I love it I love tape Wrap me up with tape Spoken (2): Red tape yeah I like it with the ashtrays and box cutters And the mixers on four and rulers with compasses You get from cereal boxes and maybe some blank tapes And a rabbit and a plastic boot and a model airplane And the white house and the capitol and a Charles can Spoken (3): I love I love tape give me tape I like the tape somebody give me some tape please Will you give me some tape I like tape I like tape It’s all nice and sticky on one side and smooth on the other and you can see through it too I like tape you can see through

Styrofoam plate wet in the sink Model airplane, too tired to blink Stare out the window, gasoline can Ashes and carpet maintenance van Brown water coating drool on the bed Leaf blowers singing tunes to my head Cracked shot glass cement hangover Aluminum mouthwash whiskey takeover Trash bag mattress, exposed wiring Drop dead stupid, no one’s hiring Jump out the shower, do what you can Let me be told I’m all that I am

You said farewell and I watched as the ceiling fell I don't think it's fair cuz you weren't there My love so vicious disappeared like magicians, we all gasp in awe But then again there never was a cause to sever all the ways between our walls Can somebody tell me the way there is to spill me Then there won't be no more there If you would just let it down you might just smile and not frown And then there would be no more care There is no need to massacre your last regrets Oh now we're the man that watch the ceiling fan turn around I am so massacred for you Sacred fountains falling, all the priests are calling for you to sacrifice you "Sacrifice it, looks nice man, let's just get to the point Get to the point, get to the point, get to the point yeah, get to the point" Hope chose live your life, and give me one more great sin Let me feel my life's been worth for something All the pictures rotting And the slaves are plotting out the windows in the hills Can you tell me, can you tell me, can you tell me, can you tell me why Can you tell me, can you tell me, can you tell me, can you tell me why Can you tell me, can you tell me, can you tell me, can you tell me why Tell me now, can you tell me, can you tell me, can you tell me why Tell me now why, can you tell me now baby Tell me, this one time, if you could, please

Innuendo gives me chills for all my days Sophomoric devil woman knows my ways Effervescent, hung my boots up on a nail Ephemeral through the skies tied to a sail Participle disciple-ing my lonesome years Blind and hollow, corrupting the purest tears Seraphimic waves that crash upon the rocks Intersession, pack my soul up in a box

Pushing brooms for a paycheck Laying down on a box Stomping dozens of roaches Throwing smokes in the rocks Pile of laundry Making me fall Wash the plastic spoons Write on the wall Smoke my quarters away Pulling guitar strings all day Rusted carpet by the window Where my pet mildew grows Sitting down on a wet sheet Eating last night’s food I went past your house again You caught me out of the mood Overgrown lawn Junked down chairs Crapped out radio Drain full of hair Climbing telephone wires Yesterday I got fired Playing with the bathtub cleanser No more soap in the dispenser Watching the fan turn around Fall asleep on solid ground Making mayonnaise shakes Wake me up when I’m awake

Solitude calls me by my name Lead pipe moonbeam, jamboree decay Sediment wasteland on the view Faxed out life blood, torn up leaf I grew Polychroma cracking brown wood stain Throwrug lifestyle, trash can fashion Incredible door stop wedged in time Scarred and forming, cradled in a vine

Yeah, yeah, I kick up the toadstools and I don’t even think about it If I looked at the dew I think I just might have to shout about it My guitar pick is in my hand wrapped around my brain chokin on sand Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I got a gray book telling me everything I need And when I pull into the garden I run into the weeds I hang my belt up on a pin stuck inside of a white wall My calendar’s hangin on the same pin too and I don’t think I’m that tall There ain’t no time to tell about everybody’s things but I sing "Yeah, oh oh oh, you can tell it anyway just as long as you go, oh" Yeah, I got a spindle for you, spinnin a record on your top hat And when I pull out the box cutter it’s a strange new world I murder boxes by the pound while turning the blinds down Can you feel this? Using receipts for bookmarks It’s the only way to go, telling people what you know Showin up at your own show, that’s the way and I say so It’s mad syncopation, pluggin in pluggin out Placin markers where they never were meant Fluorescetize your life so you can see what I see and just let it in

Vinyl siding falling down, ain’t no sunshine inside Kiss my forehead when I drown, got a guitar for a bride Self adhesive, buttoned up, slash all four of your tires Pour my ash in plastic cups after you douse my fires Under heels of lion men sitting outside in the moonlight Wake me up but only when there’s purple on the stoplight Stains and napkins, paper bags fluorescent at the depot Interstates that call your name perishing in the haloes No way back, scribbling on time Evasive, scribbling on time Scribbling on time, scribbling on time

Stare at old pictures casting waves of memory And then you wonder "Where am I gonna be?" Then you wonder "Where am I gonna be? Yellowing with age?" Considering yourself so sage Can there possibly be something in this world that you don’t know And can there possibly be something in this world that won’t show itself to you Your mind answers to you "No, there’s not" Even so, you know it’s false Constructing your own walls Is it supposed to be this way

Porch lights flicker on a drippy night A semitone zipper throwin poison light A fishnet lip, a hardcore snail face Pushed to the edge, incredible thumbnail Ecstasy vine, controllable shirts Slit tree bark collapsing on desktop warriors, yeah Cushioned-down forest in a fog of hate Junk town roll cart, blank cassette tape Sick to the gills like an eel in heat A busted brain cell cracked to the yolk Mystery robot choke on the carpet A cockroach spleen, a skeleton smile Living up death in a Monroe hour Curly wires, telephone mayonnaise Greasing the floor for a head trip you'd never believe Radar in my eyes, juiced up synthesize That’s all there is to it, reject forced to quit Mystical geodes, hula-hoop dance step Woodpecker army, physics in love Settle down moldman, leapin the doorstep Perchin on limbs, delectable swimmin hole Deaf as a tiger, moron in traction Flyin to the rescue with a towel around your neck Mass chunk sulphur butter trippin it up A hydroform in a Dixie cup Shoving off icebergs, bathwater milkshake Steam dried rat, mischievous skull head Remastered bank pen, fish breath cardboard Unoriginality penned down to the extreme Radar in my eyes, juiced up synthesize That’s all there is to it, reject forced to quit Considerate reptile molting down easy Train track rail tie, master emcee Redundant blow dry, liquefy briefly Dry in water, underwear pileup Traffic jam, hairspray amazing in drag Logjam finalizing what’s always been known Radar in my eyes, juiced up synthesize That’s all there is to it, reject forced to quit Keystroke finance, push down the window License plate filler, ink jet sandwich Sucking on a tooth, unclimbable floors Penny flat rainbow, airborne soda can Fishing for change in dirty public phones Separate my license, drink from the gutter Trashing your brain for a days wages clean to the bone Lead in the ice cream, clock punching hero Steadfast blinker, stone crap zero Sittin on a couch with a tech IV Speaker punchcard derby hat bingo Printer cart shutdown, dollar an hour Picture frame crackup leaving glass on a burnt windowsill, yeah Radar in my eyes, juiced up synthesize That’s all there is to it, reject forced to quit Radar in my eyes, juiced up synthesize That’s all there is to it, reject forced to quit Radar in my eyes, juiced up synthesize That’s all there is to it, reject forced to quit Radar in my eyes, juiced up synthesize That’s all there is to it, reject forced to quit Radar in my eyes, juiced up synthesize That’s all there is to it, reject forced to quit Radar in my eyes, juiced up synthesize That’s all there is to it, reject forced to quit Radar in my eyes, juiced up synthesize That’s all there is to it, reject forced to quit

There's a stain on the wall, there's mold in the closet There's raw sewage leaking soaking into the carpet Empty cigarette packs floating dead in a puddle Plastic chandelier losin light by the weekend The refrigerator drawing flies like raw meat Trawling in the bathtub, catching silverfish Cleaning fluid and purses scattered all on the floor The vacuum bag is burning, hairspray blowtorch

Hallways of light but walls dark as night Infinity stretched, fabric is etched Patterns of some god's mind slide on my screen Tapestry threadbare like nothing I've seen, nothing I've seen This can’t be all there is, no, say it ain’t so baby Let me return to my insignificance My existence and sleep in sweet sweet ignorance Oh so sweet, so sweet, sweet like the apple Oh so sweet, my ignorance, my ignorance Just want to blank the screen the way it's always been Bring it back to clean for me Yeah, patterns of some god's mind slide on my screen Tapestry threadbare like nothing I've seen Turn to my insignificance, my existence, and sleep in sweet sweet ignorance So sweet, so sweet