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Backside melts into a sofa

My world, my TV, and my food

Besides listening to my belly gurgle

Ain't much else to do

Yeah, I sweat a lot

Pants fall down every time I bend over

And my feet itch

Yeah-I married a scarecrow

I hate you

Talking to myself

Everybody's starin' at me

I'm only bleedin'

Someone taps me on the shoulder every 5 minutes

Nobody speaks English anymore

Would anybody tell me I was gettin' stupider?

I hate you

Talking to myself

You don't feel it after awhile

You take the beating

I'm a swingin' guy

Throw a belt over the shower curtain rod

And swing - - -

Toss me inside a Hefty

And put me in the ground

A drink needs me

I don't

I ain't about to guzzle no tears

so kiss my ass

newscasters, cockroaches, and desserts

I hate you

Talkin' to myself

Everybody's starin' at me

I'm only bleedin'

Where are the kids?

maybepregnantorondrugs

oronwelfareontopoftheworld

donthehonorrolonparoleontheDodgers

onthebackofmilkcartonsonstakes

inthemiddleofcornfields

oncoversoffuturehistorybooks

onoldlady'smantleswalkin'onwaternailedoncrosses

I think it's time I had a talk with my kids

I'll just tell 'em what my daddy told me

YOU AIN'T NEVER GONNA AMOUNT NOTHIN'