Three Car Garage

Three Car Garage my god how far can baby burn the noose in what cause my god to turn his wailing loose in and i been to the bottom of the well where he yearns in despair 'cause i had my own and i can tell there's nothing there it's a delusion babe it's just a movement made and such a ruinous way you're traveling who'll say what shape we children bend the rules in one way all paid no space to spare the truth in and i been to the ragged humble hole where you learned your wordplay three car garage and a swimming pool, nothing to say it's a delusion babe it's just a movement made and such a ruinous way you're traveling i've been brought up clean and organized i've been each december satisfied I've had wishes granted none denied i've been flown down south and disneyfied i sailed twenty seas of deep denial on a million frequent flyer miles ran a gauntlet built of grocery aisles and a walking wall of guilt and bile tell me are you not the same as me did you pay your dues in little league did you wash your hands of blood and breed and stumble back in time of need you are clever imitation mined from photographs and dvds you are subtle repetition tied to thirty-two-inch plasma screen it’s a delusion babe it’s a delusion