of basement suits
had a dream that some one was trying to cut down your favourite tree. But i climbed it.
the digging will end soon.
you dont look like a recruit from the rubber palace.
you got that fucking blade hanging low eh bud.
your parents fucked up, they should have called you velvet.
velvet met suede.
i digg em’ up and they put themselves back.
i took your next girlfriend to prom in a blueberry blue bonnet.
aint nothing like a roll in the hay with your cousin.
one generation and they’d forgotten all that they knew, how to survive in the desert.
”i woke up and the entire postal service album was over and the water was cold”