Almost Fine Lyrics - Singles - Scapegoat Wax

Just when I thought I caught a break 

My label goes outta' business 

What kinda' shit is that? Huh? 

What kinda' shit is that? Damn 

Ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah 

Ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah 

Uh-huh, check this out 

Here's how it happens to me 

Spent my last five dollars at Burger King 

(Can I get a whopper?) 

I have no money, have no nothing 

(No ketchup please) 

Which makes it impossible for me 

To take care of my dog properly 

(Domino) 

I played in a game of basketball 

At the park with some guys and my boy Johnny Z 

A fat older man jumped on my back 

And flared up an old high school injury 

I'm still tripping off my ex-girlfriend 

We broke up five years ago last week 

I still write songs about that girl 

But she has moved on very nicely 

I wrecked my car, I ride a bike 

But some asshole came and stole my seat 

He didn't give a damn about my life 

So now I travel only by my feet 

Everything is almost fine 

I've just got a few of these frustrations 

And they're weighing on my mind 

But it's almost fine, come on 

Everything is almost fine 

I've just got a few of these frustrations 

And they're weighing on my mind 

But it's almost fine, come on 

The Mets ain't won since '86 

The Dolphins lost by fifty-five 

I had to go to Mario's 

My little sister had to drive 

I give myself these whack haircuts 

So it's all uneven in the back 

I can't afford a barbershop 

So now I mostly wear a hat 

My label president said I was fat 

And he made me lose like forty pounds 

(Jenny Craig, y'all) 

It didn't make a difference anyway 

He ran the label in the ground 

It's getting close to being almost fine 

But when I think I pull ahead I'm really falling way behind 

A straight line turned into a fork in a road 

And I took the wrong route and I'm about the explode 

Everything is almost fine 

I've just got a few of these frustrations 

And they're weighing on my mind 

But it's almost fine, come on 

Everything is almost fine 

I've just got a few of these frustrations 

And they're weighing on my mind 

But it's almost fine, come on 

But at least I didn't fall into the fire 

Like that old bearded dude on Survivor 

And at least I can still rock Chico 

Yeah yeah, uh huh 

My name is Marty James 

Alias, and still, Scapegoat Willie 

Yeah, uh huh, here we go 

Here we go, yo, Castillo 

Everything is almost fine 

I've just got a few of these frustrations 

And they're weighing on my mind 

But it's almost fine, come on 

Everything is almost fine 

I've just got a few of these frustrations 

And they're weighing on my mind 

But it's almost fine, come on 

Sucka