I need an easy friend
I do... with an ear to lend	
I do... think you fit this shoe
I do... won't you have a clue

I'll take advantage while
You hang me out to dry
But I can't see you every night
Free

I'm standing in your line
I do... hope you have the time
I do... pick a number too
I do... keep a date with you
				

Come as you are, as you were, 
As I want you to be 
As a friend, as a friend, as an old enemy 
Take your time, hurry up 
The choice is your, don't be late 
Take a rest as a friend as an old memoria 
Come dowsed in mud, soaked in bleach 
As I want you to be 
As a trend, as a friend, as an old memoria 

And I swear that I don't have a gun 
No I don't have a gun
				

Jesus don't want me for a sunbeam 
Sunbeams are not made like me 
Don't expect me to cry 
For all the reasons you had to die 
Don't ever ask your love of me 

Don't expect me to cry 
Don't expect me to lie 
Don't expect me to die for thee
				

We passed upon the stair, we spoke of was and when 
Although I wasn't there, he said I was his friend 
Which came as some surprise I spoke into his eyes 
I thought you died alone, a long long time ago 
Oh no, not me 
I never lost control 
You're face to face 
With The Man Who Sold The World 

I laughed and shook hishand, and made my way back home 
I searched for form and land, for years and years I roamed 
I gazed a gazley stare at all the millions here 
We must have died along, a long long time ago 

Who knows? not me 
We never lost control 
You're face to face 
With the Man who Sold the World 
				

I'm on my time with everyone 
I have very bad posture 
Sit and drink Pennyroyal Tea 
Distill the life that's inside of me 
Sit and drink Pennyroyal tea 
I'm anemic royalty 
Give me a Leonard Cohen afterworld 
So I can sigh enternally 
I'm so tired I can't sleep 
I'm a liar and a thief 

Sit and drink pennyroyal Tea 
I'm anemic royalty 
I'm on warm milk and laxatives 
Cherry-flavored antacids 
				

I'm not like them 
But I can pretend 
The sun is gone 
But I have a light 
The day is done 
But I'm having fun 
I think I'm dumb 
or maybe just happy 
Think I'm just happy 
my heart is broke 
But I have some glue 
help me inhale 
And mend it with you 
We'll float around] 

And hang out on clouds 
Then we'll come down 
And I have a hangover...Have a hangover 

Skin the sun 
Fall asleep 
Wish away 
The soul is cheap 
Lesson learnedd 
Wish me luck 
Soothe the burn 
Wake me up 
				

Polly wants a cracker 
Think I should get off of her first 
I think she wants some water 
To put out the blow torch 
It isn't me 
We have some seed 
Let me clip 
Your dirty wings 
Let me take a ride 
Don't hurt yourself 
I want some help 
To help myself 
I've got some rope 
You have been told 
I promise you 
I have been true 
Let me take a ride 
Don't hurt yourself 
I want some help 
To help myself 

Polly wants a cracker 
Maybe she would like more food 
She asks me to untie her 
A chase would be nice for a few 

Polly says her back hurts 
And she's just as bored as me 
She caught me off my guard 
It amazes me, the will of instinct 
				

I'll start this off without any words 
I got so high that I scratched 'til I bled 
I love myself better than you 
I know it's wrong so what should I do? 

The finest day that I ever had 
Was when I learned to cry on command 

I'm on a plain 
I can't complain 

My mother died every night 
It's safe to say don't quote me on that 

The black sheep got blackmailed again 
Forgot to put on the zip code 

Somewhere I have heard this before 
In a dream my memory has stored 
As a defense I'm neutered and spayed 
What the hell am I trying to say 

It is now time to make it unclear 
To write off lines that don't make sense 

One more special message to go 
And then I'm done then I can go home
				

Underneath the bridge 
The tarp has sprung a leak 
And the animals I've trapped 
Have all become my pets 
And I'm living off of grass 
And the drippings from the ceiling 
But it's ok to eat fish 
Cause they haven't any feelings 

Something in the way 
				

Many a hand has scaled the grand old face of the plateau 
Some belong to strangers and some to folks you know 
Holy ghosts and talk show hosts are planted in the sand 
To beautify the foothills and shake the many hands 

The nothing on the top but a bucket and a mop 
And an illustrated book about birds 
You see a lot up there but don't be scared 
Who needs action when you got words 

 
When you've finished with the mop then you can stop 
And look at what you've done 
The plateau's clean, no dirt to be seen 
And the work it took was fun 

 
Well the many hands began to scan around for the next plateau 
Some said it was in Greenland and some in Mexico 
Some decided it was nowhere except for where they stood 
But they were all just guesses, wouldn't help you if they could 
				

If I had to lose a mile 
If I had to touch feelings 
I would lose my soul 
The way I do 

I don't have to think 
I only have to do it 
The results are always perfect 
And that's old news 

Would you like to hear my voice 
sweetened with emotion 
Invented at your birth? 

I can't see the end of me 
My whole expanse I cannot see 
I formulate infinity 
And store it deep inside of me 
				

Where do bad folks go when they die? 
They don't go to heaven where the angels fly 
They go down to the lake of fire and fry 
Won't see them again till the fourth of July 

I knew a lady who came from Duluth 
She got bit by a dog with a rabid tooth 
She went to her grave just a little too soon 
And she flew away howling on the yellow moon 

Now the people cry and the people moan 
And they look for a dry place to call their home 
And try to find some place to rest their bones 
While the angels and the devils 
Fight to claim them for their own 
				

What else should I be 
All apologies 
What else should I say 
Everyone is gay 
What else could I write 
I don't have the right 
What else should I be 
All apologies 

In the sun 
In the sun I feel as one 
In the sun 
In the sun 
I'm married 
buried 

I wish I was like you 
Easily amused 
Find my nest of salt 
Everything is my fault 
I'll take all the blame 
Aqua seafoam shame 
Sunburn with freezerburn 
Choking on the ashes of her enemy 
All in all we all are 
				

My girl, my girl, don't lie to me 
Tell me where did you sleep last night 
 In the pines, in the pines 
Where the sun don't ever shine 
I would shiver the whole night through 

My girl, my girl, where will you go 
I'm going where the cold wind blows 

Her husband, was a hard working man 
Just about a mile from here 
His head was found in a driving wheel 
But his body never was found