to say? She never gets wet, she smiles and it's a rainbow And she speaks and she breathes, I wanna be Kate, Kate, Kate, Kate Down by Rosemary and Cameron
got beat up after class Yeah, now, I'm big and important One angry dwarf and 200 solemn faces are you If you really want to see me check the papers and
what you wanted to hear And what I wanted to say, so I will take it back And all the dishes intact let them be broken Broken It's easy to be, easy and
And we drive, now that I have found someone I'm feeling more alone, than I ever have before She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly Off the coast and
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
glary, random day Were the things I really cared about Just left along the way For being too pent up and proud Woke up way too late Feeling hung over and old And
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 my money back And don't forget And
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
All is quiet his tired eyes see figures jotted down And clothes all strewn around the bedroom floor Now nothing's adding up and nothing's making sense
pewter portraits of General Apathy and Major Boredom Singing whatever and ever Amen Oh well, maybe not, I'll try again This should cheer you up for sure See I've got your old I.D. And
that's alright I guess and I've got this great idea why don't we pitch it to the Franklin fuckin' Mint? fine pewter portraits of General Apathy and Major Boredom singing whatever and ever amen
alone and I'm alone and now I know it she's a brick and I'm drowning slowly off the coast and I'm headed nowhere she's a brick and I'm drowning slowly
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
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 lunged onto
things I really cared about just left along the way for being too pent up and proud? woke up way too late feeling hungover and old and the sun was shining bright and
gets wet she smiles and it's a rainbow (oh, oh) and she speaks, and she breathes I wanna be Kate Kate Kate Kate down by the Rosemary and Cameron she
all is quiet his tired eyes see figures jotted down and clothes all strewn around the bedroom floor now nothing's adding up and nothing's making sense