(I will moan; there really is nothing you can say
Get up out of bed, you look like hell
I will have my way with you sonically
With audio I shall will you)
And while I’m going I’ll record a song for my friends
I wish them heat in the winter time.
Because it gets so cold so fast
And they hardly own any jackets for the coldness of the season
Cause they spend all their money on drugs
And they gave up on love
Well have yourself a cup of coffee at the diner.
How I wish we still schooled together
Then you wouldn’t be in the hospital
And we would watch the ocean
Turn to day.