All I ever wanted was to have you in my pocket But you know, not me, there is something in-between the Couch cushions over coins they’re a-pushin The twitter feed that’s engrained inside our jeans but Im gettin’ tired of these Excess wires in my brain Im goin insane You stupid kid You don’t know what you did All I ever wanted was a cookie and a nookie But you didn’t meet the delivery time fee and I think I might pick up on some calligraphy im lazy and I can barely feel my feet cus Im gettin’ tired of these Excess wires in my brain Im goin insane You stupid kid You don’t know what you did Not again Holy shit Third verse now and its Its same as the first All I ever wanted was to have you in my pocket But you know, not me, there is something in-between the Couch cushions over coins they’re a-pushin The twitter feed that’s engrained inside our jeans now we’re Turning over Turning Over Turning Over

If I could sing like CJ Oh life would be eas-ay They say you’re paying your bills and you’re built to spill Oh I wish I could move all the way to Olympia Cause you’re bendin your halos and happenin your beats Oh why is my life on an infinite repeat, yeah. I got a dub narcotic sound system installed in my basement today And the microphones Phil brought to me are really makin me say oh-oh-oh Welcome back to Indian summer Welcome back to Indian summer Welcome back to Indian summer Oh my god Oh my god Oh my god take me back to the day when you started K take me back to the day when you started K take me back to the day when you started K take me back to the day when you started K You could meet Isaac You could meet Phil You could get the make-up Maybe not bikini kill You could meet Isaac You could meet Phil You could get the make-up Maybe not bikini kill

Was it you sitting out by the kitchen table Oh I woulda sat down but I wasn’t able I was torn from the start and I lost my mark My friends were all driving their new fancy cars Get together your act and get yourself dressed Get off your ass and you won’t be depressed How about you go get a job and go find a wife How about you frolic and brag about your new shitty life Oh fuck all that That all sounds so fucking lame I think ill go hang out with the friends I don’t have And eat some food and hope I don’t get fat But I know ill get fat but its not all that bad Cus if I stop eating then I won’t be so sad Maybe fantasize about seeing myself in the paper And sell shirts of my face that were made with slave labor I can be an aquabat in my dreams about that And then me and my friends we’ll all sing super rad yeah I aint never thought about that I said Oh sonar If you could grant me a wish could you please make sure I don’t become A rock star I don’t want coke in my nose cause that sounds like it blows but I hope I get it together Cause im no longer a kid But I don’t know what I did Yeah I hope I get it together All these cancel culture patients with the hate in their veins They’re like zombies but they want attention not brains Andrew W.K. hosted destroy build destroy and im too scared to tell my friend that I like Pink Floyd Sorry bout getting side tracked but I guess that just happens But you got tears streaming down your face here’s a napkin I keep thinking about all these nuclear weapons But at the same time im thinking about dude what would happen and Its hard to forget about that (C’mon Cartoon Network) So im running out of lines my life on a thread I think I spent just about the whole day in bed No I listened to LPC and watched Jackass 3D I need someone to come over and please console me But I don’t wanna see people and I guess that’s ironic But these symptoms I’m having seem to be chronic I guess ill listen to pavement like a stupid indie bitch Cause id let Stephen Malkmus name my first kid yeah He’d probably name him Stephen I said Oh Sonar If you could grant me a wish could you please make sure I don’t become A rock star I don’t want coke in my nose cause that shit sounds like it blows but I hope I get it together Cause im no longer a kid But I don’t know what I did Yeah I hope I get it together I don’t know where I belong I don’t wanna sing this song But I secretly hope Ill have a normal life Maybe ill find a wife And I hope Yeah I secretly hope Ill have a normal life

Where do I start Reminiscing The things that you’re missing I can’t Can’t believe The thoughts that can’t leave On your sleeve Drenched in water Drenched in scolding hot water Leaves a scar That won’t heal But not one you can feel But things change But not all things change Whats the point in making any Music anymore When I know that I won’t Survive the industry war I know that im not silly or pretty Enough for tv but its enough for me But things change But not all things change Some things change Turning over We're Turning over