Thursday, shit
Looks like
Crawlin' out of bed at a snails pace
Shaved my head, combed my face
This must be the very last place
You'd think to find
A member of the human race
Outside movin' through the street
Broken glass beneath my feet
A handsome women I didn't meet
Who said something I won't repeat
It's not a lot
But that's all I got
So what?
Dumb neighborhood dogs
Are barkin' all night
While cane toads
Eat dog food by the moon light
Sleepin' in the bath
Till an hour ago put up my finger
To see which way the wind blows
Flea bomb layer
On the chew tobacco lizard
Crows in flight
Through the bake potato blizzard
Fast food big chain
Open all hours
Come back soon
After you take a shower
Monkey liver lover
Canned peach crew cut
Guitar pickin' sleeze
Bucket chewin' on cat gut
That's what
I got
I didn't read my horoscope today
But I know what it should have said
Stay at home be alone
Don't even bother gettin' outa bed
But I went out and faced it down
I took it all square on the chin
Punched in the face by the fist of fate
Please notify my next of kin
It's gotta be a sin, gotta let me in
I know it's not a lot
It's all I got
So what
I just forgot the lot
Stop
Dumb neighborhood dogs
Are barkin' all night
While cane toads
Eat dog food by the moon light
Sleepin' in the bath
Till an hour ago put up my finger
To see which way the wind blows
I know it's not a lot
It's all I got
It's not a lot
It's not a lot
It's all I got
It's all I got
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