[Intro]. Getting fucked up for the weekend. . [Verse 1]. Weekends. I tell you all my secrets. We're going night after night it's a never ending ride. Weekends.
when one thing ends where do i go. sitting on the back porch looking out at the snow. i see a solitary red light glow i guess my dad smokes. . and there may be no grace in death but there sure is grace in the way you danced with me at the union tea it's okay that you're always looking for more life.
Made a machine by describing the landscape. A child made out of a song about money. Our sex became a boxer who moved in next door retired. A separate man we thought we knew.
for all you cheap believers. here's another cheap decree. when will you be comforted by your beliefs. oh yeah. . they will approach the dealers. they will ask them for a hand.
When I'm dead, you'll be living,. Standing in the funeral home. . How to best dispose of this dead body now?. . Cremation, donation to medical experimentation.