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Just went downtown and got a blood test

Out at my country house there was a rat’s nest

Between the ceiling and the roof and it’s a nuisance

Gonna lay down now 'cause all this stuff has me stressed

Some people like to have their thirst quenched

After eating garlic naan and tandoori chicken breast

Some women want marriage and a white wedding dress

Some women are happy with a pearl necklace and are very very low maintenance

Each has the right to their own preference

As to which one of these pictures is more picturesque

What’s glamorous to you, another may detest

What you find appealing, another may find grotesque

Some girls like guys who wear pleated suits and pant vests

Some guys like girls who wear push-up bras and fishnets

Some girls flirt with guys who play baseball for the New York Mets

Some guys flirt with girls who work at shoe store outlets

Some people in this world live in high-rise apartments

While others are sleeping in alleys in their own vomit and piss

Some guys in this world are honorable Vietnam vets

Some guys in this world are on America’s most wanted list

And this is where I draw the line and I get fucking pissed

Girl hangs herself when a fucking photo of her molested naked body

Gets posted by some high school students

And now hear this y’all, Facebook coasted this

And if you support Facebook, that’s your own fucking business

Some people have different objects on the back of their toilet

Some have a toothbrush maybe, or some hand soap, or a tube of Crest

Some people have a copy of the Bible or Reader’s Digest

Some have a bottle of castor oil and each day one spoonful they ingest

Some moms spread Vicks Vaporub on their son’s chest

And some sons say, «Hey mom, I didn’t know you liked me like this»

Did that I line I just sing offend you?

If you say yes, well don’t blame me, I stole it from Adam Sandler

From one of his SNL skits

Some people wake up to a tweet tweet tweet tweet tweet twitter mess

Some old people wake up to a lot of emails sent to their Gmail address

Some people wake up to a smartphone full of texts

If you play guitar in a pretty cool band

Well, a few of those texts might be sexts

Some things I say are very serious

And some things I say are totally in jest

Do I like my catfish po-boy dry or extra dressed?

If you don’t know the answer to that

Then you flunked the «I know everything about Mark Kozelek» test

Everyone in this world is on their own quest

Some people are Scientologists

Some people are agnostic and some are atheist

Myself, I’m none of the above, I’m a guitarist and a vocalist

Some people in this world are militant feminists

Some people in this world are white supremacists

Some people in this world are anarchist

Some people in this world are male chauvinists

Some people believe in Bigfoot and the Loch Ness

Some people believe in OJ Simpson’s innocence

Some people believe the future is in the hands of Mike Pence

Some people believe Christmas is the birthday of a man named Jesus

Some kids go to college and want to become a podiatrist

Some kids don’t go to college at all and strive to be famous artists

Some kids go to college and want to become a anesthesiologist

Some kids don’t go to college at all and want to become successful novelists

Some people’s favorite band is A Tribe Called Quest

Some people’s favorite member of KISS is Peter Criss

Some people’s favorite John Denver album is his greatest hits

Some people still talk for hours and hours about Sketches of Spain by Miles

Davis

Some people are having a midlife crisis

Some believe every headline they see on CNN and it makes them anxious

Some people are self-obsessed and they’re called narcissists

Some people don’t believe in themselves and consider their lives meaningless

I don’t believe in a lot but I believe in this

There’s so much hatred in this world and it ain’t in our best interest

To keep spreading it like wildfire or a cancerous cyst

It’s oozing through the air like napalm mist

Let’s show each other love

Fuck hate culture, let’s rise above

Let’s come together and show each other love

Come on, let’s show each other love

Fuck hate culture, let’s rise above

Come on, come on, come on, come on

Let’s show each other love

Fuck hate culture, let’s rise above

Let’s come together, show each other love

Come on, come on, let’s show each other love

Fuck hate culture, let’s rise above

Come on, come on, come on, let’s show each other love

Fuck hate culture, let’s rise above

Come on, come on, let’s come together and show each other love

Fuck hate culture, let’s rise above

Let’s show each other love

Come on, come on, show each other love

Come on, come on, come on, let’s show each other love

Fuck hate culture, let’s rise above

Let’s come together, show each other love

Let’s come together, show each other love

Let’s come together and show each other love

Woke up in my bed today

Was not much to do

The sun shining brightly through

The cracks between the window and curtain sills

I woke up today

June, June, June, June

I needed a plan so I went to the store and bought a gift for you

Then I walked down through the streets in Chinatown

Looked at the colorful fruits and vegetables

For a moment my heart was filled with happiness

Forgot about my bellyaches

And the inevitable gloomy thoughts that can grip me for days

When I got nothing to do

Disappear for just one minute

June, June, June, June

Then I got to your house

The cat was sleeping at the top of your bed by the window

She was looking at me with a serious face

I was out of breath so I laid my head down on the pillow

The top of my head against her softness

The room was filled with California sun

Your cat went back to sleep easily

This is a second of life I hope to come back

As one to five minutes I meditated on

What it could possibly mean to be a cat

They live for the day and they are easily loved

And they easily give love back

My guess is they don’t know that

The end of their lives will inevitably come

They live to drink water, eat food, be loved

And sleep endlessly in the sun

I forced myself up and walked back up the hill

Got an iced tea at Trieste and got to 's

Where I was tempted by the usual

But my willpower won so I got a quarter pound prosciutto

Jumped into a taxi cab, stopped for some celery sticks

And picked up my laundry

Now I wake up and the sun is muted softly by the shades

Through the shades, the sky looks baby skin pink

Now she’s picking me up and we’re going out to the mountain house

Now she’s picking me up and we’re going out to the mountain house

And we’re going out to the mountain house

Now she’s picking me up and we’re going out to the mountain house