Cap'n Jazz - Easy Driver lyrics

AKA my testosterone smock Stains so deep they can see no end Stains so many they can hardly be seen Wrinkles like gashes and dirt formed shadows My fingers swim for the end of a sleeve And I can't understand It's just my dad's old shift It fit him so well Starched rigid Firmly creased He grew into it and it grew into him Now I can't hear myself through all the sounds in my head They all tell me exactly what I want Just call me Tetris I've got the headache Nothing fits and nothing disappears Call me Tetris I can't close my eyes on it