I got twenty
-five cents and a bottle of
Ambien I got to get to
sleep before I blow
Worse yet, I'm feeling like half a man
Again, the whole world's
moving way too slow
My mood won't shift, and it won't budge
I try to wipe it clean,
but it just leaves a smudge
The air in this vacuum is in short supply
I gotta suck it up,
but I'm too tired to try
I'm shifting in the saddle, my ass is too sore I smell
trouble as I come through the door
You got the hammer and the nails,
baby, hit them in the head
This ain't the kind of music
that you listen to in bed
Twist off, beat it back, break it over stone
Anything's better than being so alone
I'm in the closet and the light is dim
I've come here by myself,
I didn't come here with
Jim
I don't need too much,
I don't need a lot I'm just divin' underwater, won't you bring
me my air?
Don't forget me, sweet baby,
when I'm still down there
They got a six cent solution
to a five dollar crime
Give me four more and I'll
give you back a dime
The helicopter's spinning an
d I'm floating away
Don't you worry about me now
and I'll be back in a day
Erase the part that you don't need
I'm giving you everything
You can't call that greed
I wasted on you if you wasted on me
No need to be embarrassed
there's no one around to see
We got towels in the closet
if you make a mess
This ain't the sort of thing you second
guess
Let it rip.
Let it, let it rip.
you