Lyrics

Paralyzed in the light of the living room On a cul-de-sac in Fresno - mid afternoon Thoughts scratch until the synapse bleeds To the lullaby of the TV hum I concede All the catalog kids in the quad they scream, "this is the time of our lives." The teachers and shrinks they judge with scolding eyes - why can't I get it right? At the dinner table the parent strangers stare While I dream drift up through the hot autumn air Past the fields and strip malls, tract homes, and schools And then fall - a bug drowning on its back in some suburban pool Thе skate rats they ride through thе sewer pipes – they're down there getting high And the charlatan thugs gawk at the freshmen queens, who all date older guys Maybe we're just a chemical mess brought here on a comet from the sky The failed experiment of an accident – maybe we were just born to die Tonight just let me sleep for the next two years I don't want to think – I just want to disappear Maybe we're just a chemical mess brought here on a comet from the sky The failed experiment of an accident – maybe we were just born to die