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Echolalia, lisztomaniaI played my ukelele on the way to La Grange, bruhAt Marina GardensPardon, I'm barfing into my shirt sleeves with my dirt kneesSomething is hurting meThe pain is in my ribcage, abstain from getting shit-facedAbstain from judging the people who don't abstain from getting shit-facedTame your nervous twitch, train to be a conversationalistStand up with a straight back, remove from your lexicon the saying "I hate that"Arm your pals with their own torchesKeep a vigilant watch over your soul fortressEat cold suppers off frisbees and don't complainWhen the snow falls, dream of beaches and not propaneIn lieu of paying rent, buy a paintingApproach a dead bird the way you would your father hanging in Trafalgar SquareI made you something pretty with my words todayI heard you gasp because you lack the words to saySomething you were feeling in the worst of waysI made you something pretty with my words todayGain muscle mass by bench pressing hedonistsWrite the good raps at the apex of your sleepinessRead Plato's Republic and promptly forget the whole thingThough intimidated by the system, never forget your whole nameNever be caught plankingLetras de cancionesRefuse to let these assholes reduce your art to rankingsBe a pitiless censor and a ticklish tenor among better thingsLead a brave sega revolt against Negaduck and MegavoltRaise a baby colt to be a great steer, hate fearAnd learn to set the placemats with full plates and fake beerSay grace but first state "This may be sort of weird"In lieu of paying rent, buy a paintingApproach a dead bird the way you would your dad hanging in Trafalgar SquareHowdy there, God's voice sounds like Mister RogersAnd I'm lighting roman candles for missing toddlers and wishing-wellersWho sit lonely in their shitty cellarsNever treat your lady like a house catCall your old dear friend and give her blouse backFor a couple years there I was desensitized to mouse trapsAnd I'm not really sure how I bounced backTry associating grief minor chordsYour DNA remembers hide 'n' seek with dinosaursSelf-respected, you've come a long way baby dollIf I was tiny enough I'd ride over the gravy fallsOr maybe I just need enough gravyTwo sensitive people can make a really tough babyI think that's fucking amazingAll of my exes live in TetrisThis magic wand is just for making breakfastCall me tiger cause I tige for a livingTo tige is to fly coach with a runny noseOr call me spider cause I spide for a livingTo spide is to try to feel cool in ugly clothes From Letras Mania