(Who is that man on the back of the bus)
(Shouldn't let it get you dragged down so much)
(Who is that man on the back of the bus)
(Shouldn't let it get you dragged down so much)
Educated dropout living in a vacation home
Guess you never know when the wheels'll fall off
He's a happy old fella in a short sleeve shirt
Telling us stories of when he was at work
He's barking louder, tales get taller every time he does
Everybody listen up, I was a teenager
Got my first car, I drive it over there
And someonе cut the lights out, so you know
Drunk people from thе Southeast, they talk slow
I'll keep living in the frame where you left me, love
I'll keep picking up the pieces of us
Well, how do y'all do, we gotta move
Fuck off (Everybody)
Laughing at the tough guy revival in Washington
It matters who you know, when you don't know anyone
We're staying outside or living in a car
Sleeping on the ground or laying on the floor
Space gets smaller, cash is shorter, past is catching up
Would everybody shut up, don't do me any favors
Piss blind in the street so I'm going to come home later
And the mess that you made is why we gotta go
Vampires in the dry heat don't think so
I'll keep living in the frame where you left me, love
I'll keep picking up the pieces of us
I'll keep living in the frame where you left me, love
I'll keep picking up the pieces of us
Us
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