Vic Chesnutt - Parameters lyrics
[Vic Chesnutt - Parameters lyrics]
The reservoir, you know it is piss poor
Meet the beetles that ate my pine trees
My chainsaw is I know a tortured soul
Inanimate parameters domestic dilemma
It’s just a fashion crisis
I’m ugly i feel like a friggin’ tool
There’s a hole in my backyard cyclone fence
Where my big bad lazy dog used to goad
I am wilted! I am stilted!
I am stilted! I am stilted!
I’ll go get the latest of
The Ladies Home Journal
I need some of those sinister little recipes
My neighbors thеy are filling
Up the filing cabinets
And I’m hungry as a bunch of jumping flеas
I am wilted! I am stilted!
I am stilted! I am stilted!