Wheat
no one ever told me
No one ever taught me how
To watch a television
Like a baby i knew my candy
No one ever caught me
When i learned to ride a bi-
And like the pavement em-
Braced my skin
No one ever warned me
About that television
Now i'm brain-dead at
Twenty seven
No one ever mended my
Lumps and bruises
And now it's hard to breath
With a broken nose
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- Per Second Per Second Per Second... Every Second
- Miscellaneous
- Hope And Adams
- Medeiros
- Uncut: Unconditionally Guaranteed, Volume 10
- Listening So Close: A Brief History of Wheat
- A Quiet Riot
- Aware Nine: The Compilation
- Too Much Time
- CMJ New Music Monthly, Volume 118: November 2003
- Holiday Matinee, Volume 2
- WBOS: Live From the Archives, Volume 2
- Strom und Gitarre 2: Home Is Where the Heart Is
- Everyday I Said a Prayer for Kathy and Made a One Inch...
- Ear Snacks, Volume 1
- We Are Now Flying @ 33,000 Feet
- Acoustic
- De Afrekening, Volume 21
- Win a Date With Tad Hamilton
- Rolling Stone: New Voices, Volume 31