Lyrics

Stolen Laundry: To Be Recorded

It's the hard luck you hit
When you've paid twice as much for the packaging
You've a hundred guys feeding off of your
Microscopic industry

You're bank account is depressed
You're sexual life is repressed
Every shot you take gets shot down
So jump up on creativity express

Take the night train there
Better yet, defrost the wings
Because taking it via plane
Will help you see above all of those things

Well maybe this isn't you scene
Maybe it all just figures
How much does it take to please
These scene specific scenesters?

Maybe it's all in your head
Quit writing for everyone else
What do you expect from them,Br> When you clearly haven't accepted yourself?

Line after line
With A-D-D / O-C-D
There's never enough time
To behave for them and just be... me

Jumbo sized over spiced soup
Cycling through string theory
That explains everything in loops
That explains everything in loops

Knock knock knock delivery!
And what a hard delivery to make
Wearing these mailman shorts in the cold
Mailman needs pants for the rainy postal code

You come home to your apartment
Greeted by a homeless guy sleeping in the lobby
It's a sad bitterness you have
Seeing him wearing your stolen laundry

(C) Kristen Cudmore, March 2006 ©2006 Kristen Cudmore | Top