Menomena - Giftshoppe lyrics

rate me

Cleaning up the mobile home

All of this has got to go

Markers stain the cardboard signs

Littering the two-lane road

I contribute it to this

Giftshoppe fodder

Monster myth

When the feeling leaves my arms

I'll forget but not forgive

Never let your drunken heads

Rest on obscene old man beds

You perverted aging thug

What age did your mind get soft?

Why are your teeth just like mine?

And you ain't fat but my hand goes up