The Secret Life Of Morgan Davis Lyrics - Ben Folds Five

Ben: uh - okay, we're going to do a new song then...it's about a man 

Named..uh..morgan davis...morgan...morgan left the house to get some cream 

Of wheat and came back with a little bit more. 

*laugher* 

All right - this features joe delorenza 

His wife is tired, she wants to sleep 

But allnight morgan davis wants his cream of wheat 

He waits and then she turns out the lights 

He tip-toes to the doorway 

As he slips to the night. 

His boring life and he leads it by selling stocks 

Makes him feel he's growing old and tired 

There's no joy in strife just by passing time 

On this boring life. 

He wants the lights, the cash, a piece of ass 

A toothless bitch to blow him for a vile of crack 

He chokes his chunk in some gatorade 

And scores a bag of chronic on the eastern of a. 

His secret life and he leads it by selling drugs he set up that night 

He's selling hash to the trailer trash 

His sister's ass 

The boring life 

" my friends are all salesman 

My wife is a slut 

There must be something bigger I can stick in my butt 

The irs is auditing, my life is in a wreck " 

And so he's fired his heat 

He's blown his blow 

It's coming up on sunrise and it's time to go 

He smells like barf 

" my head is a mess " 

He wipes the coke and lipstick off his fat, hairy, chest 

He doubles home from a rising show 

He won't be at work in an hour or so 

He crawls in bed with his sleeping wife 

Just a night to break up his boring lifex