Life is long as fuck
And i just wanna stay sharp
How many ways can you call
Whatever i do small
The weird sound guy
Would never touch a man that way
I'd rather be in the bathroom,
With a national geographic
Than talk to anyone
Haven't ya heard
If you can't pin point the schmuck in the room
It's you, it's you, it's you
It's all for you
The kid with the pinapple head
Has some kind of hold on my friend
And i don't understand
All i see is phonies
Oh shoulder is, what the road sign says
I remember how it felt
When i was without one
Without one
Writer(s): Kline Greta
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