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