| This whole big trench belongs to me 'cause I’m lazy |
| I reserved it late last spring, when I shot my dog |
| Think I’ll spend the winter here, until I’m a patient |
| Send me to Bellview, or else I will smack you |
| Sometimes things just make no sense |
| And when the other flakes fall, I will invest in them all |
| Send me, you’re tired, you’re weary, you’re hungry |
| You’re wealthy and uselessly strong |
| You all get along |
| And Simon hates this song |
| I was always too high strung, must’ve been the cocaine |
| Now, I search for oblivion and free Valium too |
| Used to be so hard to keep up with Iggy Pop |
| Now I just keep up with me, and he snorts his own snot |
| When the world finally ends, I’ll be an offshores again |
| I’ll have all my cash in the blue shopping bag that I got |
| Like the strings of my heart |
| That play like ping-pong |
| And Simon hates this song |
| It’s a pity, all the girls he likes |
| Aren’t really old enough to drive |
| Visit me again sometime, when you got an hour |
| This song takes up so much time, I don’t know why I go on |
| Life has more rips in its seams than any novelist dreams |
| I am so deep, Dear, that I barely keep myself warm |
| We can go on and on |
| But that would be wrong |
| 'Cause Simon hates this song |