She plays wipe out on the drums The squirrels and the birds come Gather 'round and sing the guitar Oh I have you got nothing to say? When all words fail
Stop the bus, I wanna be lonely When seconds pass slowly and years go flying by You gotta stop the bus and get off here That's enough and I'm leaving
I met this girl, she looked like Axl Rose Got drunk and took her home and we slept in our clothes And in the morning, put my feet on the floor and thought
Howard, the strangest things have happened lately When I take a good swing at all my dreams, they pivot And slip, I drop my fists and they're back laughing
Come on Your uncle Walter's goin' on and on 'Bout everything he's seen and done The voice of fifty years experience He's drunk watchin' the television
Well, she crept back in the house at half past three Shook her head to see him snoring in his sleep "If you really loved me", she said "I wouldn't have
Barren stares as they light up the screen Bearing teardrops that shatter in slow motion Novocaine our brains and we're out like lights And as I'm growing
Won?t you look up at the skyline At the mortar block and glass And check out the reflections in my eyes You see they always used to be there Even when
I'd like to tell you, like to tell you Tell you everything 'Cause nothing changes, ever changes Doesn't seem the same these days Dave's been a mess since
I feel like a quote out of context withholding the rest So I can be for you what you want to see I got the gestures and sounds, got the timing down It
Destiny was calling Monday afternoon Wednesday, you'll be crawling And you'll pray to be there soon With sports and wine, yeah, yeah Sports and wine,
I was never cool in school I'm sure you don't remember me And now it's been ten years I'm still wonderin' who to be And I love to mix in circles Cliques
6 A.M., day after Christmas I throw some clothes on in the dark The smell of cold car seat is freezing The world is sleeping and I am numb Up the stairs
Well, he shouted out his last word And he stumbled through the yard And she shattered her last China plate And spun off in the car When he lunched onto
What I've kept with me And what I've thrown away Don't know where the hell I've ended up On this glary, random day Were the things I really cared about
{1,2,3,4} So you wanted To take a break Slow it down some And have some space Fuck you too Give me my money back Give me my money back You bitch I want
Fred Jones was worn out From caring for his often Screaming and crying wife During the day but He couldn't sleep at night For fear that she In a stupor
Leaf by leaf and page by page Throw this book away All the sadness, all the rage Throw this book away Rip out the binding and tear the glue And all of
