(Verse)
It's me you gotta get into
With pampering whole lotta blues
And when I need to fight
It was all in me, cause
I take my butt, trash and sing
Looking with nothing perpetually
Can eat, ain't gonna visit till soup is done
You gotta say, you gotta say

(Chorus)
All you got to fan the, fan the flames
You've got to stand up and fake the shame
Make a planet to damage the damnest faith
Then fan the flames

(Verse 2)
In the dark, in the good old dome
Feel freed myself, it's as good I know
Between a cricket's house
I meant to jump on, like the pivot in the bong
Trash outside my cooking window pane
Gradually can't, ain't gonna visit till soup is done
You gotta say, you gotta say

(Chorus)

(Bridge)
Can't understand to, but then again we don't
Understand my own, and in the end we push them out
They keep bringing me up, that's sticking around

(Guitar solo)

(Chorus)