A Pot In Which To Piss Lyrics - Monitor - Titus Andronicus

["The audience was large and brilliant. Upon my weary heart was showered smiles, plaudits, and flowers, but beyond them, I saw thorns and troubles innumerable."] 

It was a pretty good GPA 

We got a couple of good grades 

And it sounded like a pretty good seven inch 

And winter didn't seem so cold 

I had a smile for everyone I know 

I was starting to get comfortable in the place that I'm in 

And it used to not mean anything 

It used to not mean anything 

It used to not mean anything 

But it really means nothing now 

Nothing means anything anymore 

Everything is less than zero 

And I know it won't do much good, getting drunk and sad and singing 

But I'm at the end of my rope and I feel like swinging 

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It was an unflattering photograph and people saw it all over town 

Hanging up on the wall above the urinal 

Hear the man with the notepad say, "Oh, they're funny, but they drink too much" 

"And don't be surprised if they don't amount to nothing at all" 

And we were talking about giving up 

We were talking about lying down 

We were talking about tying off 

Wasn't it supposed to mean something now? 

Let them see you struggle and they're going to tear you apart 

You ain't never been no virgin, kid, you were fucked from the start 

They're all going to be laughing at you 

They're all going to be laughing at you 

You can't make it on merit, not on merit and merit alone 

Dan McGee tried to tell me, "There ain't no more Rolling Stones" 

They're all going to be laughing at you 

They're all going to be laughing at you 

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I've been called out, cuckolded, castrated, but I survived 

I am covered in urine and excrement but I'm alive 

And there's a white flag in my pocket never to be unfurled 

Though with their hands 'round my ankles, they bring me down for another swirl 

And they tell me, "Take it easy buddy, it's not the end of the world" 

["And there and then and bathed by the rising sun, my son in his grave, in his rude-dug grave I deposited, Ending my vigil strange with that, vigil of night and battle-field dim, Vigil for boy of responding kisses, (never again on earth responding), Vigil for comrade swiftly slain, vigil I never forget, how as day brighten'd, I rose from the chill ground and folded my soldier well in his blanket, And buried him where he fell."]