3/25/2003 alternate lyrics
Come on in
well I'm sitting here, sitting here watching
the fucking television thinking,
"God, Almighty, what's the world, what's the world
what's the world coming to? I..."
Well, why not give me another?
No, no well lock the doors and turn off the lights
I'll s-, sh-
I'm not driving
but you lock the doors and then I'll stick around
and you can give me another one
while I tell how I feel
I'm not going to bug you
count whatever you want to
just keep the doors closed
Let me stick around for a couple minutes
I don't know...
I'm not that fucked up, I don't know
but I'm not driving so
please, if you could spare the time
Uh look this, I'm the only person that ain't what
what do you mean I'm not fit?
no I'm fine thank you
Look at your fuckin' tip jar
it's overflowing, you're fine, you're happy
everything is good
you should be happy to have me here
to spit at while you're counting your God damned tips
and let me watch the TV until it's done
you fool, gimme a drink and lock the door
turn off the lights, I'll hide in the back
come on, please
It should just be the beginning of another shift
if you ask me
what do you mean 'what do I do?'
what do you do? I don't know
I'm just tired "I go-"
well I know: I was gonna be a doctor but then
things didn't exactly pan out, fine
I was gonna be a writer but then
I found my own company utterly boring
so, and so I gave it up
"What'd you get? What?"
I don't know
I suppose you could be anyone you wanna be