Doin' The Cockroach Lyrics - The Lonesome Crowded West - Modest Mouse

I was in heaven 

I was in hell 

Believe in neither 

But fear them as well 

This one's a doctor 

This one's a lawyer 

This one's a cash fiend 

Taking your money 

Back of the metro 

Ride on the greyhound 

Drunk on the Amtrak 

Please shut up 

Another rider 

He was a talker 

Talking about TV 

Please shut up 

This one's a crazer 

Daydreaming disaster 

The origin of junk food 

Rutting through garbage 

Tasty but worthless 

Dogs eat their own shit 

We're doing the cockroach yeah 

Doin' the cockroach yeah 

Doin' the cockroach yeah (alright, not bad) 

Doin' the cockroach yeah (alright, not bad) 

Doin' the cockroach yeah (alright, not bad) 

One year 

Twenty years 

Forty years 

Fifty years 

Down the road in your life 

You'll look in the mirror 

And say, "My parents are still alive." 

You move your mouth 

You shake your tongue 

You vibrate my eardrums 

You're saying words 

But you know I ain't listening 

You're walking down the street 

Your face 

Your lips 

Your hips 

Your eyes 

They meet 

You're not hungry though 

Well late last winter 

Down below the equator 

They had a summer that would make you blister 

Oh my mind is all made up 

So I'll have to sleep in it 

So I'll have to sleep in it 

So I'll have to sleep in it