Endless Entertainment

The serotonin's rushing. I'm coughing.

Well, I kinda caught the blues

But you won't catch me complaining

To the super or the moon

Because the carrot's gonna dangle

Until the diamond is appraised.

And all the talk made me feel rich baby

But, tell me, who is gonna pay

For the braces to make straight,

All that Colgate.

Keep my white teeth innocence.

My smile's in sad shape.

All that dead weight

I got tired of carrying.

And it's got me looking for a friend

Or a crutch I can depend upon.

There is endless entertainment

In thinking the world is gonna end.

And I live some nights convinced of it

But I keep waking up again

With my girl wrapped 'round my body

And a towel wrapped 'round my head

She says, "You passed out in the bathtube angel

I thought that you were dead.

Don't die on me

Don't dread on me

My love is not the enemy.

And you don't have to be

No ones biography

They'll try to write you down

And hope you go crazy."

So don't fall for that Christ bait

It about as passing

As rock star arrogance.

Tomorrow's a new day

But it's that same face

That you'll be wearing then.

And you don't have to be content,

But you do have to get on with it.