Working our butts off like geckos
Thinking to back in the day when shit was better Thinking of everything we ever didn't All of our time was used up working It was better, or is it better now Misremembered or did we acclimate Was it actually a crappier asymptote Maybe a mix of that like casserole Almanac eye How would I ever get to the crown of the sky Could I ever be the galvanized guy Maybe if only I had an alkaline mind Talisman I Already I'm a heady deadhead that is out of his mind Lean in the woods I'm a boomer like malcolm In mid And my happiness sprouted from shit How did it do it Maybe the shell for rosie o Donnell Little bit of water Just a simple gift Was the sweetest thing from a neighborly friend You'll find me rolling over in my grave when I give it right back Give pilgrim a wave when he pick up his pack A structural stave to me life and I eats me champignon Me are the champion Pulling the trigger of the jankiest gun A fool of myself and I'm glad that I am I'm full of myself and my cup over run A lonely life like polar bear The coldest old hermit with silvery hair Is on top of the world like a layer of air Good and stanky like my underarm hair
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