lucky number nine

indie boys are neurotic -- makes my eyes bleed. tight black pants

exotic -- some loving is what i need. but

hey

i'm startin' to feel okay. lucky number nine

hooray. sepia on the staircase -- mirror in the back of my brain. makes these hard pants feel great -- i used to like to complain. but

hey

i'm startin' to feel okay. lucky number nine

hooray. bloody mary

mother of god -- grandpa's on the hobby horse again. tamping

broken pants chaffing -- i'm running out of ethnic friends. but

hey

i'm startin' to feel okay. lucky number nine

hooray.