He said he was a veteran of the war not this last one, but the one before Operation euphamism conflict desert storm he said they brought him here straight from the floor
He said they brought the bodies to a rink And that the ice did not quite help the stink He could not hold his hand still, he could not hold his drink He threw up thirty xanax in the sink
There was Rickie, he was twice my age Hoped it's not too late to turn a page he told me 'make the best of it', he tought me to play spades He said meals are the way to split the day
Aerosol computer duster hose As far as he could get it up his nose Something about oblivion, ethyl and the cold Wednesday lunchtime traffic had to slow.
I'm not crazy, I'm just low I've got nowhere else to go I'm not sick I'm just upset As all these thoughts race through my head I'm so tired of telling lies Smooth as corbon dioxide.
Victoria had seen and lost her day She had the makeup tatooed on her face She just seemed grateful for a place to stay And wondered of they'd take her kids away.
Three days for tears and slices on her arm Nine days, my fault for showing them my card They'd love to do the right thing, and treat us as we are But good insurance is as rare as heart
I'm not crazy, I'm just low I've got nowhere else to go I'm not sick I'm just upset As all these thoughts race through my head I'm so tired of telling lies Smooth as corbon dioxide.