Mr. So-Called Clean, you know he's got a bloody nose,
Tried to play it safe, but instead he caught a dose--
Now he's bleeding from his membranes,
His stomach hurts, his innards squirt.
He tried some herbs, they didn't work
He's feeling quite morose.
Now he's escaping town with Baudelaire
On a syphilitic horse.
She tells me I'm living in my own world.
She says it's kind of weird.
I say that's all right dear;
I'm quite well-known here
Eugene and Luigi were playing musical chairs
Waiting for Godot to let them know who put them there.
The music stopped, a chair was lost;
One fell off, the other got soft.
Now they're both flat broke and living in a loft
You can see them in the village square
Eugene grinds his organ
While Luigi dance bare.
She tells me I'm living in my own world.
She says it's kind of weird.
I say that's all right dear;
I'm quite well-known here
Every time I turn around I run into this guy
I try to side step him but he just looks me in the eye
Says what mine is yours, what's yours is mine
Then he winks and blinks, the lights go out. I'm back here one more time.
Jack, he wore a suit and tie, some call it a ball and chain.
Then one day the mirror cracked-he ain't never been the same
Went up the hill, couldn't find Jill
Came back down, gave away his crown
Went to the mall bought a burger and fries
Took 'em on an airplane flight
It rained all night the day he left
Suzannah, don't you cry.
She tells me I'm living in my own world.
She says it's kind of weird.
I say that's all right dear;
I'm quite well-known here.
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