I was falling through the cracks, now I'm piling up bricks I was clutching for straws, now I'm gonna take the fifth I'm gonna say nothing but my name and that will even be fake Ha! Why'd you think I came here in the first place?
Piss on the angel, tear down the Statue of Vance Shove the hippies' didjeridoo up their ass Take away their hackysacks, that's what I'm gonna do Poison the reservoir and then, I'm gonna kiss you
Sitting on my porch staring at the lights of downtown Someday we'll make it there, someday we'll burn it down Instead of running the gauntlet, we'll walk hand in hand All three blocks and then back again
Eat pecans in the shell, gonna walk around the lake Sit in the sun and we're gonna eat grapes And go to the Thomas Wolfe museum When it's actually open
We were falling through the cracks, now we're starting a pit We were clutching for straws, now we're gonna drink a fifth And then drink a few beers and sleep a little bit Up in my attic Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
