the girls look really really sad
like a trucker who's breath
is smelling really bad
from corn nuts and
cokes and cigarettes
like an only child
or kids who have turrets
like a high school reunion / a dead river
how are you fine i'm doing well
looks like your wife threw in the towel
i'd rather walk the gang plank
if i must be frank
i banked on my own ideas
your ship came in but then it sank
i get around ideas
that's life
forget the inbetweens
that's life
it's all you man
that's life
just like daddy said
that's life
i'll get the lube man