Lawrence Arms Traditional Lyrics

Traditional Lyrics

Take me out to the ballgame. Throw me down on the ground.

Buy me some panties and camoflauge.

Run me down with a rusty old dodge and let's root for good old America.

If they don't win, there's no game, and scream Kill! Kill! Kill or be
killed.

Someone get my perscription filled. I've done nothing, and I'm all out of
ideas.

I'm bored of this dumb boring person I is.

Oh, shit up a rope go buttfuck the pope with American Idol and Original
Coke.

I cram and cram until it all fits. I'm over excited, I'm painting with
shit.



Believe what you see when they say that you won't believe your eyes.

A second chance to live, an early turn to die. Say 'hi'. Look your best.

Say 'thank you', 'pardon me'. Bend down, grit your teeth.

Steady, hands on knees. Feel it? Do you feel it? Yeah, that's the way it always
feels.

Stand up and die trying, fainting, digging in dead heels.