My brain is thinking funny and I thought you'd relate,
I've got no money and I smell like shit.
Two cockroaches sit on a table
Gather dust eaves dropping conversation.
Stone cold faces, hard hard times.
I love life but no pain is annoying,
Fuck the skeletons in my closet,
I'm so tired of their sad, sad moans. [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/h/heavy_heavy_low_low/trot_line_beer_can.html ]
