El Oso

Dumb bah did du dumb

I need time to scrounge the rent,
Need time to contemplate the accident
I got to drag my ass to now,
How did i come to stop here?
And oh i knew the gas was gone
But i had to rev the motor
Pull back the hand you might get it cut off in the motor

Maybe i'll come down

She's on laureate's turf,
She's on laureate's side
She's in a better state,
She feels a better fire
And oh i dreamed a great parade,
Shooting all the guns in brooklyn
The man who had a spare held out two
And then you and then you took one

Freeze or burn, all else is only icing

I met a girl on roller skates
Ahe had a spare bag,
She had lost some weight
Where i used to work,
She was a waitress
She proposed a trade,
It was generous

She's gone to houston,
Feel like i'm floating in a warm sea
And if she finds out when she comes back,
I know that she wil leave me

Oh i heard a sign, it was a dull crack
It was a clock hand,
It was snapping back
Oh it wasn't her's,
It was the dope's kiss
I'll take the blame upon my shoulder,
I just love to feel like this

Roller boogie, motherfucker

New york, new york
I won't go back
Indelible reminder of the steel i lack
I gave you seven years
What did you give me back?
A jaw-grind, disposistion to a panic attack

On this side the incumbent
And who quoth
There's only one everything
Red sucker mouth

Daughter to the pop veneer
Shining like a new mint quarter
Shining like the franklin mint
Seedy like the lampshade quarter
Rolling with the dopes you know
Rolling with the wrong gun on you
Going down to baltimore
Going in an off-white honda
Oh i miss the girl, miss the girl, miss the girl
I want to give myself to the water
Speeding to the rupture line
Rat-a-tatting boombox moocher
Darling with the boop shuh-nai
Rat-a-tatting lose your future

I dream that she aims to be the bllom upon my misery

She rocks the mop style, she needs the rest

And i know it's not the same thing

Lifting me up like a garage door
I need to feel it when the drug starts coming on
I know you lord are a jealous lord
I know the tablet is your competition

And i need for you to be reasonable

How much?
She said for three hundred dollars
I'll do it
Beating me down just like a rain storm
I need to feel it when the rain starts coming on
I know the skin is a jealous skin
I know the sky it is its competition

Oh pride is not a sin,
And that's why i have gone on down to wal-mart
With my checkbook to get you some.

Like waves in which you drown me, shouting

I knoe you must've realized by now

And by the lawnchairs there
Next to the racks of guns
Your self esteem is waiting
Canned up in alluminum

I stopped the thought before it's drip became insistent
I rubbed it out and loved the spot where it was missing
She's widely known the only maquereau that pays her taxes
I got to box her for the money, said it might end
Reeling and stubling, i've got to bump around a while

You don't use words like that, st. louise is listening

You rang the eskimo to meet you at the station
Oh he's like milk to you half swedish and half asian
And your aphasia strikes a bargain with the barter yard
I got to box you for the money, said it might end
Reeling and stumbling, i've got to bump around a while
You don't use words like that, st. louise is listening

I could be your babydoll, i could be your doll baby
I could be the things you want i could do it all for you

Let me get up on it, let me let me