Lyrics

Snakes in the outerfield, infield vipers I reached for the blinker and got the windshield wipers Theres a plastic bag filled with other plastic bags, obstacles Fire hydrants, kids eating popsicles Everyone gets a chance to think at the traffic lights Stroke of good luck, horrible sacrifice Tears of a babysitter, the pout of a model Saw a kid drinking quantro straight out of the bottle Pullin your gun out, drawin your knife The worst case of dandruff you ever saw in your life Everyones a poet, numbers equated Saggy old beach ball under-inflated Sometimes people dont laugh when a joke's told Security guard has a drunk in a choke hold Listenin for sleighbells, watching the whales A girl sent me photos of her crotch in the mail Some people only thank god on the fridays Ice on the highways, the trucks go sideways Certain thoughts can send chills through your body I heard the mailman sayin he knew karate Smashed up bike on the street makes me wanna cry Sausage and eggs, and hashbrowns on the side Yup, when my grandfather drank he drank hard Hundred year old coke machine sittin in the junkyard Theres a hex on highway 101 Newly weds and grandparents The 101 is cursed Fishermen and highschool teachers What are you givin yourself all of this pressure for Love letters and earrings hidden in the dresser drawer A notice taped to the door from the landlord Gettin hit by a car is not the kind of thing you plan for Watchin the people its a popular passtime A woman said her heart's been smashed for the last time Ticket stubs and birthday cards are sound of the buzzlight A guy just payed for a haircut he doesnt like Theres a hex on highway 101 Newly weds and grandparents The 101 is cursed Fishermen and highschool teachers