Picture Yourself As You Lean On The Port Rail
Tossing Away Your Last Cigarette Picture Your Finger Pushing
The Doorbell Picture The Skull And Crossbones On The
Doormat Picture Yourself On The Streets Of Laredo Picture
The Casbah, Picture Japan Picture Your Kid With His
Hand On The Trigger Picture Prosthetics In Afghanistan
Picture A Courthouse With No Fucking Laws Picture A
Cathouse With No Fucking Whores Picture A Shithouse With
No Fucking Drains Picture A Leader With No Fucking
Brains No Fucking Brains, No Fucking Brains No Fucking
Brains, No Fucking Brains No Fucking Brains, No Fucking
Brains No Fucking Brains, No Fucking Brains Follow
Me Filming Myself At The Show On A Phone
From A Seat In The Very Front Row Follow
Miss Universe Catching Some Rays Wish You Were Here
In Guantanamo Bay Picture A Seat On A Private
Plane Picture Your Feet Nailed To The Floor Picture
A Crew Who Are Clearly Insane Picture No Windows,
Picture No Doors Glued To A Screen In
The State Of Nevada To Follow The Dream Gets
Harder And Harder Picture Her Wrapping A Gift
For The Wedding Picture Her Boiling The Water For
Tea Picture The Kids Climbing Into The Backseat Picture
My Hand Turning The Key Oh, Picture That Picture
The Dog In The Pickup Ahead Picture The Tree
At The Side Of The Road Picture My Hands
Growing Steadily Colder Colder, Colder Colder, Colder Colder, Colder
Colder, Colder Follow Me Down To A Place
By The River Sold For My Kidneys, Sold For
My Liver Why So Weedy, So Fucking Needy There′s
No Such Thing As Being Too Greedy