Same Way of Saying

Plugs without a socket

There's no moon without a rocket

Holes if you could lock it

I wouldn't let you if you wanted to

Court or you're bad

Bad when you're good

Close 'em off and let him go home

I never want to leave ya

But I wont want to grieve ya

When ya money come

Around I'll be home

No one gets to laugh at you

I know a bike with a plate

A special plate forgetting' me

Your home is not my home

And your bone is not

Mine, no'm

Things that I could

Want and delay

Let's smoke some butts, steve

Let's smoke some butts come on

Let's smoke some butts come on

I'm hoping for somebody

Somebody who will love me

And I'm not sure that

That's very hard

To find

Cause I never really looked

I never really took

A second glance at something you said

I'm leaving on my fly you know

You know

No way I do

Oh leaving don't you know

Come on

Come on

Come on

(Kinda feel like husker du on this one)

Buy me a postcard

Put it in the mail

Buy me a boat

And we'll set sail

Buy me a ship

It's just the same

Same way of saying the same thing

Oh, no one gets to lie

When it gets down too close to the-

Nevermind, forget what I said

It meant nothing

To you or me, you or me

I met a man

A man who taught me something

Something about tying knots

On a girl's forehead

I never learned

'Cause I never had eight children

And I never wanted them

But now

Now I'm getting older

Maybe I'd like to fuck a

Woman and make one

But

I don't know if I should

Because I don't have a

Real steady job

Because I don't have a real special

Oooh