Well, New York and L. A

feel pretty small when you bring your troubles too

And I packed light but I can′t

find a different point of view

In another dark room watching old cartoons

I'm blowed-up and flattened too

Well, a bluster and a blather at the bottom of the ladder

While another guy hangs the moon

I′ll make a pretty good deal with the devil

Gonna tickle that baby Jesus

Gonna topple that spire to heaven

Frig on the thing that pleases

Dip my toes into boiling water

Sip sugar from the udder of an angel

Purse my lips for the sound and fury

Signifying nothing

Signing nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nothing

Nothing nah, nah, nothing, yeah

I'mma fish for smokes, I'm gonna hunt for snipes

Give a parking lot of my lungs, my life

Motel bed′s pretty comfy in the morning

If I′m not crying you'll find me snoring

Well, there′s waffles in the lobby if you want 'em

Reaping and sowing that′s the fruit at the bottom

Purse my lips for the sound and the fury

It's big if I find something!

Singing nah, nah, nah, nah, something, yeah

Something, something nah, nah, nah, yeah

Born a lollygagger, so baby I′m shook

I'm studying the art of the ornery stinker

Looking for a good word in a good book

No bad junks, but a whole lot of thinkers

Well, I told you I was working on a building

Didn't say what kind of building I was building

If you don′t like it, you can kick rocks

Just don′t kick the rocks of my building

Building something, something, na na na, yeah

Nah, nah, something, something, nah, nah

I struck a pretty good deal with the devil

I'm still tickling the baby Jesus

Gonna topple that spire to heaven

Frig on whatever pleases

Dip my toes in the boiling water

Pure sugar from the udders of the angels

Purse my lips for the sound and fury

It′s big if I find something

Finding something, nah nah, nah nah something

Nah nah, something

Something

Something

Something

Yeah