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I was in heaven
I was in hell
Believe in neither
But fear them as well
This one's a doctor
This one's a lawyer
This one's a cash thief
Taking your money
Back in the Metro
Ride on a Greyhound
Drunk on the Amtrack
Please shut up!
Another rider
He was a talker
Talking about TV
Please shut up!
This one's a crazer
Daydreaming disaster
The origin of junk food
Rutting through garbage
Tasty but worthless
Dogs eat their own shit
We're doing the cockroach, yeah
Doin' the cockroach, yeah
Doin' the cockroach, yeah
Yeah
All right, not bad
Doin' the cockroach, yeah
Doin' the cockroach, yeah
Yeah
All right, not bad
Doin' the cockroach, yeah
Doin' the cockroach, yeah
Yeah
All right, not bad
Not bad
No
One year
Twenty years
Forty years
Fifty years
Down the road in your life
You'll look in the mirror and say
"My parents are still alive!"
You move your mouth
You shake your tongue
You vibrate my eardrums
You're saying words
But you know I ain't listening
You're walking down the street
Your face
Your lips
Your hips
Your eyes
They meet
You're not hungry though
Well, late last winter
Down below the equator
They had a summer that would make you blister
Oh, my mind is all made up
So I'll have to sleep in it
Well, late last winter
Down below the equator
They had a summer that would make you blister
Oh, my mind is all made up
So I'll have to sleep in it
Well, late last winter
Down below the equator
They had a summer that would make you blister, yeah!
Oh, my mind is all
Oh, my mind is all
Oh, my mind is all made up
So I'll have to sleep in it
I was in hell
Believe in neither
But fear them as well
This one's a doctor
This one's a lawyer
This one's a cash thief
Taking your money
Back in the Metro
Ride on a Greyhound
Drunk on the Amtrack
Please shut up!
Another rider
He was a talker
Talking about TV
Please shut up!
This one's a crazer
Daydreaming disaster
The origin of junk food
Rutting through garbage
Tasty but worthless
Dogs eat their own shit
We're doing the cockroach, yeah
Doin' the cockroach, yeah
Doin' the cockroach, yeah
Yeah
All right, not bad
Doin' the cockroach, yeah
Doin' the cockroach, yeah
Yeah
All right, not bad
Doin' the cockroach, yeah
Doin' the cockroach, yeah
Yeah
All right, not bad
Not bad
No
One year
Twenty years
Forty years
Fifty years
Down the road in your life
You'll look in the mirror and say
"My parents are still alive!"
You move your mouth
You shake your tongue
You vibrate my eardrums
You're saying words
But you know I ain't listening
You're walking down the street
Your face
Your lips
Your hips
Your eyes
They meet
You're not hungry though
Well, late last winter
Down below the equator
They had a summer that would make you blister
Oh, my mind is all made up
So I'll have to sleep in it
Well, late last winter
Down below the equator
They had a summer that would make you blister
Oh, my mind is all made up
So I'll have to sleep in it
Well, late last winter
Down below the equator
They had a summer that would make you blister, yeah!
Oh, my mind is all
Oh, my mind is all
Oh, my mind is all made up
So I'll have to sleep in it
Lyrics submitted by PLANES
Track duration: 07:30
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"Tasty but worthless
Dogs eat their own shit
We're doing the cockroach, yeah"
also 'Doin' the cockroach'.
I could imagine someone crawling on the floor, looking for food on it.
or something more realistic, like they dropped an open pack of chips on the floor, it spills everywhere on the floor, and they go on their knees to gather it, and finds a chip look a like, puts it in their mouth, but its something else "tasty but worthless"
"were doin' the cockroach, yeah!"
this could also show, someones enthusiasm, or someone simply not caring, about how low their life has sunk to.
amazing song.
When he says
One year
Twenty years
Forty years
Fifty years
Down the road in your life
You'll look in the mirror and say
"My parents are still alive!"
he's talking about the same thing. swamisurfer had a good point about american history. America is supposedly the land of opportunity, where you Aren't Who Your Father Was. that's what looking in the mirror deliberately contradicts. it's sad, because we're condemned to be who are parents were.
Your face
Your lips
Your hips
Your eyes
They meet
You're not hungry though
These lines to me are about sex and relationships. How we meet people we think we're meant to be with, but jump the gun. See a pretty face, kiss, screw then look into each other and decide the sex isn't worth the work of a relationship.
I was in hell
Believe in neither
But fear them as well- This is talking about drugs, they have their good sides & bad. I fear the good for addiction. I fear the bad for death.
Tasty but worthless---It's good & gets you happy high but it's soo not worth it in the long run.
Dogs eat their own shit
We're doing the cockroach, yeah--- surviving on 'sugar' like the cockroaches but still disgusting.
You move your mouth
You shake your tongue
You vibrate my eardrums -THis is incessive talking.
You're saying words
But you know I ain't listening- Still tlaking knowing that the other person is listening... could be tlaking about a talkative drug.
This one's a doctor
This one's a lawyer
This one's a cash thief
Taking your money-- Anyone can do this drug & you wouldn't know it. People hide, they aren't who you think they are.