Temporary living for a temporary life. ( I thought you knew ) Temporary living. Blanketed in bubble wrap, kept my heart in a doggie bag. 9 to 5 in the
Hold up, break down, for as long as I take to come around. I think that you should know that I forced this song. Wrong
I'm gonna be red, white and bluer then you. I'm gonna be the proud and the fewer than you. The most star-spangledest you ever knew. I'm the most Americanest
It was 1986, near time for my first fix. Everybody seemed to want to get some. What I left on that fourth grade floor I can't get back no more. That'
What we've got is an amalgam of spent ideals, an incomprehensible mismatch of spent ideals. Self-congratulatory edicts spit from gold-plated mouths,
And so again, my friends we've taken this conversation to its bitter end. I need to cut my tongue, before it cuts us down. We spit them out like spears
Get this through your pretty skull: You were simply entertainment. Worthless conversation, a more worthless conversation piece. Always find that way
said "Your feet are wheels, your heart is stone and you are penniless. You feel no guilt, so there is nothing to get off your chest. You know as well as
You're moving up and I'm moving out. You're growing up and I'm growing sideways. Don't want to see who you used to see or be who you used to be. I guess
the road and you ignite. Just add Pabst and eyes grow wild. I know this town has got you down and you can't take the pain she brings, so fuck old friends
d say so. I've been living in them since forever. Turned our dreams into dogmas to floats, sadly made to loom forever above us in the this piss-poor parade. And as
Holy Shit, I think we've gone too far to turn back now. There's no thread to mend this tear, so now your face just turns to stone. I've gotta let it
Know what you fucking get? Molotov cocktail, thats what you fucking get
say for me to know it, you don't have to draw. As the evening rolled, we finally wiped the smiles from our faces. It wasn't as hard as we'd thought all
Count me in, before you kick me out. We could argue 'till we're blue in my face, adding assault to injury. Be gentle. It's my last time to shine, else
Here it is I hide, independently confined to this Half Friend Town. Prisoner where I reside, cower from the Gainesville eye. Welcome to Half Friend Town
Ruffian, bear your scar. So you came to prove your might, and it's such a brutal sight. Jab right, left, uppercut... and on your face is pure delight