Linoleum Lyrics

Linoleum lyrics

Possesions never meant anything to me

I'm not crazy

Well that's not true I've got a bed

And A guitar

And a dog named Bob who pisses on my floor

That's right I've got a floor

So what? So What? So What?

I've got pockets full of lint and holes

Where everything important to me

Just seems to fall right down my leg

And onto the floor

My closest friend, linoleum...linoleum

Supports my head, gives me something to believe

That's me on the beachside combing the sand

Metal meter in my hand

Sportin' a pocket full of change

That's me in the street with a violin under my chin

Playing with a grin

Singin' jibberish

Thats me on the back of the bus

Thats me in the cell

Thats me inside your head

Thats me inside your head