Lunch special Koreatown Cuban fried bananas Lazy, flawed & hopeless All our cars Are rusted through Tv's in the garbage Lazy, flawed & hopeless Fame and Fortune We're caught up in the game I love the smell
Of asphalt in the rain When my days Have come and gone Lay down with my blanket Lazy, flawed & hopeless Load me on An aeroplane Point me towards the tropics Lazy, flawed & hopeless Lazy, flawed & hopeless