Linoleum Lyrics

Possesions never meant anything to me
I'm not crazy
Well that's not true, I've got a bed, and a guitar
And a dog named Bob who pisses on my floor
That's right, I've got a floor
So what, so what, so what?
I've got pockets full of kleenex and lint and holes
Where everything important to me
Just seems to fall right down my leg
And on to the floor


My closest friend linoleum
Linoleum

Supports my head, gives me something to believe
That's me on the beachside combing the sand
Metalmeter in my hand
Sportin' a pocket full of change
That's me on the street with a violin under my chin
Playing with a grin, singing gibberish
That's me on the back of the bus
That's me in the cell
That's me inside your head (3x)

That's me on the back of the bus
That's me in the cell
That's me inside your head (2x)