If I could laugh about everything that happens to me
That happens to me, what happens to me?
I just should laugh about everything that happens to me
What happens to me now? What happens to me now?
Stop, stop, go
Blank sugar socket
Your trashy novel muse, she had her way with me
She sent me in every direction with no discretion
I look at all the tricks that I pulled off this year
It doesn't seem right now, it doesn't seem right here
I gotta blank sugar socket and I run so fast
I just make up a story and I want it to last
I gotta blank sugar socket and it's time to go
I just fell on my head with a ghost from the graveyard
Walking across Main Street with my head all wrong
Too much attitude to get where I'm going
If I could keep from fucking up just one more day
Think about it then I just throw it away
I gotta blank sugar socket and I run so fast
I just make up a story and I want it to last
I gotta blank sugar socket and it's time to go
I just fell on my head with a ghost from the graveyard
Go, go
(Blank, blank, blank)
Go
Waiting in the basement for my girl to come by
We'll talk about islands and beaches, rum and discos
"Tonight", she said, "we leave here", we leave here for sure
I'm still waiting here, I can't keep waiting for her
I gotta blank sugar socket and I run so fast
I just make up a story and I want it to last
I gotta blank sugar socket and it's time to go
I just fell on my head with a ghost from the graveyard
Sitting in the theater with my headset on
Another psycho guy, the same plot unfolds
Superheros out there on the streets somewhere
Sucking in July air, I bet Jesus was there but he's not here
I gotta blank, I gotta, I gotta blank sugar socket
And I run so fast, I just make up a story
And I want it to last, I gotta blank sugar socket
And it's time to go, it's time to go