Modesto

<br>You came, you went<br><br>My mind it got a dent<br><br>I couldnt make my rent<br><br>cause all my cash was lent<br><br><br><br>This town is filled<br><br>With thousand-dollar-bills<br><br>Laminated songs<br><br>Contaminated lawns<br><br>Well we eat about fifteen times a day<br><br>Starin through a bag of frito-lay<br><br>And I play with the fire in the stove<br><br>When my eyes peel out and my fingertips get cold<br><br><br><br>Well its real and its fake<br><br>And its flamin like a steak<br><br>And shes puttin out my face with the rake<br><br>Oh honey you knew<br><br>That you were my one and only blur<br><br><br><br>Unglued, depressed<br><br>The meatloaf in my chest<br><br>Personality test<br><br>I failed with the best<br><br>And I stomped and I stormed<br><br>And I passed out in your dorm<br><br>Then you hustled me outside<br><br>I couldnt catch a ride<br><br>But the subway trains speak to me now<br><br>Im browsing through the supermarket town<br><br>And the girls dont talk when Im around<br><br>And Im feelin bad even though nothings wrong<br><br><br><br>Chokin on a breathmint<br><br><br><br>Thats cool<br><br>Yeah, thats cool<br><br><br><br>(........stuck out here in the sand, they shot my mule and burned my wagon--<br><br>Ran out of sourdough 2 days ago; aint got no more lard. God bless you folks...)