Well I am a one man rent strike
And your couch is my picket line
Well I'm eating acid for breakfast
And puking all over the sidewalk this time
But mostly I'm just full of shit
In a world that's already filled up with that
So if Aaron makes it to space then I ain't coming back
Well I am an artist if that means that there's a cigarette in my mouth
Well I'm a punk rocker if that means that I
Smell pretty bad right now
But mostly I'm just kinda crazy
In a world full of sadness and pain
We waited there in the yard but the train never came