sometimes you can't fight the powers that be
you'll end up sleeping on your bathroom floor
what with the late april showers and the 4 am breeze
at least you got a place that's dry and warm
you got ahead of yourself and now you're taking your toll
sit here indian style and sing your screeching weasel
complications aside, you're just a sick animal
so lay your head where it leads you
sometimes i like to think there's a place we all go
it's filled with chocolate milk and chips ahoy
and with a good attitude we'll be kicking it soon
taking shots with walt disney
i called my mom today, but it wasn't too nice
she said, thanks for the call, now get a grip on your life
i said, im trying so hard, its just moving so fast
these kinds of things scare me shitless
and all of the while i've got a friend on the floor
and i won't leave until he's counting sheep
and in his bed, nice and warm
and all the barf is cleaned
i promise you'll wake with a smile
'cause this happens to me once in awhile
i'll sing you songs until you can open your eyes,
hold up your head and tell me you're fine

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