Spigot ain't improving. Spigot's getting worse.
Kitty eyes, high heels, cherry lip gloss
Baby, just like we rehearsed.
Always laughing. Your friends are my enemies. Your friends are my enemies.
Always laughing. Scares the shit outta me. It scares the shit outta me.
Got a pretty execution but failure to conform.
Safe and known and measured oh so public.
Soft and dry and warm.
The time has come to testify and place the blame.
Pretend belief, sincere conviction, seeking same.
Gotta shake that little bastard. Give him one he won't forget.
Holding down the sofa spinning sideways.
Hey, why you so upset?
You left me with a fortune and a cryptic prophecy.
Sounding like an ultracrepidarian
who won't stay below the knee.
With open arms, we welcome you. Please take your time.
There's just one catch: we can't release you.
Stand by.
Pancakes on your birthday. And a Jameson at night.
Teach me to repair that popcorn ceiling
and make me do it right.
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