(Ain’t everyone like that)
I’m at the kitchen table
Forkin’ out a fable
(He breathes ‘cause he knows things)
She spelled it nicely
Breathe out the smoke rings

you know
I’ve gone back and forth from a hospital to a bar
Inmates can be shy
a toilet bowl and rain outside

Free from alterings
Free from alterings

Say watermelon and hope you’re blessed then
Anyhting at all, something to show you’re smart

Free from alterings
Free from alterings

Did you just do a bump,
and now you’re crying?
oh, shit, you are fucking crazy

I can tell you’re not alright
and I can take you out tonight
and I can choose the right words
I always liked the psychos
It’s not that hard to start a fight
especially when your eyes are wide
and I can choose the wrong words
I always liked the psychos