Fucked Up My Dream Lyrics - Singles - Marty Cain

He sits on the street corner and lights a cigarette 

I said my backs dis-aligned, but Im doing my best 

I rode in a shopping cart down Main Street 

And I can hear the tapping of all the peoples feet 

I hucked a loogie down in basement of your house 

You said, you asshole, I have to clean that now 

But Im so neurotic, I just cant help myself 

And youre so erotic with that look on your face 

I could be on TV 

Cause Im bursting at the seams 

A mental revolution in me 

You fucked up my dream 

Truman Capote was a skinny man 

And my all my best friends watch C-SPAN 

I can do it, because I bite my nails 

Politicians have emotion for sale 

Doritos are crunchy, yogurt is not 

Joey said a UFO sold him pot 

Racecar backwards is the same thing 

I really really really wish I knew how to sing 

I could be in a magazine 

Cause Im bursting at the seams 

A mental revolution in me 

I fucked up my dream