I know what it looks like, but the ship's not
I walked two miles in the rain in a suit,
I brought a guitar.
I brought a handful of credit cards.
I
Every day's a hassle when you never sleep at night.
Tossing
You've got all kinds of problems
With the state of the
I’m twenty-two and I live at home
And I hate my
Cold face, cold legs. Walk three blocks and pay two
Pack and get out fast.
No going out with a blast.
No
Apartment at dusk: a grey Brooklyn sky, a train that
Don't you say
don't you ever ever say that it was
Insurance: blow on it!
Debt: blow on it!
Global warming: blow on
There's nothing new about the old sound regardless of what
A man walks out of his apartment,
It is raining, he's
When we're not feeling strong, we grab the mic and
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