Hot Damn

You are not trying
A glorious siren
Made a necklace out of metal
We found on the ground

Inside you shouted
"You will all crumble"
But I am intact and
I still don't know how

Laying the groundwork
For so many houses
I'll have a new neighbor
But where is my home?

Losing some feeling
I want to be touched but
I listen to Graceland
And worry alone

Hot damn
Hot damn

I'd love to be back in
The womb for a little
I don't like that outside
I can't feel my limbs

Fitting back into
Your childhood clothing
Digging through pockets
And loving your lint

A weekend near Easter
We get ourselves tangled
And use our two bodies
The way we know how

Pack all your bags and
Quick fake our deaths so
We can live without reason
Escape to the South

Hot damn
Hot damn

A veteran once asked me,
"Would you die for your country?"
I cleared all my throat out
And smiled at him

I can't say I would though
My country is nothing
I don't need its furnace
Heat myself from within

I printed some money
And spent it on pizza
No way I'll live hungry
I spit on my gold

They teach us to read and
They send us to college
But I need an idea
Before I get old