I remember thinkin' murder in the car. Watching dogs somersault through sprinklers on tiny lawns. I remember the graffiti, we are your children coming in with spray cans of paint.
The weekend is back. But so is he. Head to the flood lights. See the fraternity. They're waiting. I hear them up in the north. And down in the south. All that is spewing.
Ernold same awoke from the same dream. In the same bed, at the same time. . Looked in the same mirror. Made the same frown. And felt the same way as he did every day.
She says, "There's ants in the carpet". The dirty little monsters, eating all the morsels. Just pickin' up the rubbish. Give her effervescence, she needs a little sparkle.
She says, there's ants in the carpet. Dirty little monsters. Eating all the morsels. Picking up the rubbish. Give her effervescence. She needs a little sparkle.