Joe:
these executives have plooked the fuck out of me
and there's still a long time to go before i've
paid my debt to society
and all i ever really wanted to do was
play the guitar 'n bend the string like
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I've got it
i'll be sullen and withdrawn
i'll dwindle off into the twilight realm
of my own secret thoughts
i'll lay on my back here 'til dawn
in a semi-catatonic state
and dream of guitar notes
that would irritate
an executive kinda guy . . .
Well, i guess that one did the trick
if they only coulda heard it
half-a-dozen of 'em woulda strangled
while they was suckin' on each other's dick
but that was only a bunch of imaginary
notes i played
just a little extra somethin'
to keep me goin' from day to day
that's okay
i'll be gettin' outta here pretty soon
then i won't have to live
in this ugly fuckin' room
can't wait to see
i can't wait to see what it's like
on the outside now . . .
can't wait to see
i can't wait to see what it's like
on the outside now . . .
can't wait to see
i can't wait to see what it's like
on the outside now . . .
can't wait to see
i can't wait to see what it's like
on the outside now . . .
can't wait to see
i can't wait to see what it's like
on the outside now . . .
can't wait to see
i can't wait to see what it's like
on the outside now . . .
can't wait to see
i can't wait to see what it's like
on the outside now . . .
can't wait to see
i can't wait to see what it's like
on the outside now . . .
can't wait to see
i can't wait to see what it's like
on the outside now . . .
outside now . . .