Letras
Well, take a drive in the wrong hand lane
Bad breath, talking 'bout fresh rain
My hand, my hand is gonna shake the same
Are you gonna be your own goddamn best friend?
Well, we taught the fruit how to eat itself
It was hanging out alone all on the shelf
Well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well
How do I land?
How do I land?
How do I land?
'Cause I don't understand
Walk across the country (you went to Moldy Muffin and you got yourself a muffin)
Shaking many hands, and you're buying the product (and you went to the chicken, and you asked him for the stuffing)
But you didn't get that you already got it (you want a different view so you rotate the whole island)
And you do not understand (and you need to build a house so you might, a plan)
Take a drive in the wrong hand lane
With bad breath talking 'bout fresh rain
My hand is gonna shake the same
Are you gonna be your own goddamn best friend?
Well, we taught the fruit how to eat itself
It was hanging out alone all on the shelf
Well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well
The winner gets the muffin, and you got yourself a muffin
And you think you're pretty tough, but you ain't done nothing
And you're goin' to the phone, you're gonna get animal
You're gonna drop a cold, maybe you'll go to hell
A black hole talking 'bout nothing
You can't get the chicken or the stuffing
Going around and you think that you're tough
When you can't kick ass (and I think that I heard you, but I was listening to my headphones)
Take a drive on the downtown train
Wake up so we get drunk again
Well, well, well, well, well, well, well
Take a drive in the wrong hand lane
Got bad breath talking 'bout fresh rain
We taught the mirror how to admire itself
Are you gonna get sick worrying 'bout your health?
Where do I land?
Where do I land?
Where do I land?
'Cause I don't really understand
Well, you ache in your bones and you think you're too insane