Grow up babies

Cut the curls

You're decompressing in the nuclear world

No more whistles

Take down your art

Put your hair in a bag and pick it up with neither arm

How you doing

How you are

Collecting cans or collecting cars

Captain entrapment keep it rich

Put the gutter in a ball for the lifetime of the sailor itch

Who knows why they're the ones sewers chose

All I know is that my conscience froze

Counting credits

Collapsing loans

Dark discovery in the toilet on the phone

Winter of jingles

Winter of this

Endless bummer surf's up Christmas fit

Who knows why they're the ones sewers chose

All i know is that my conscience froze

Who knows what constitutes a close

All I know is that my boat just rows