My telephone's been abuzz all morning
and I don't know who is tryin' get through

I did some %#@! that I should have done smarter
But they get away with everything
So I thought I could get away

I thought I could get away too.

Down in the gulf there's a black sea monster

And my crime ain't huge, a world tattered cube
that I didn't affix with a shiny new sticker
Go swallow the summer and choke on the fumes

because they get away with everything that they do

So hold onto your home

It's shaky, I know
but if you flee trash will follow [x2]
the winds that you left in your wake and you'll fall down again.


Oh, the office called
You're in deep, deep trouble

The %#@! you're afraid of has made you hateful
and you're letting on, tired eyes, all spiteful
And nobody cares

We all got sorrows

So hold onto your home

and onto your hope
Sorrow don't answer problems [x4]
Nobody cares

We're all in trouble
The %#@! that you hate don't make you special [x4]
The %#@! that you hate don't make you special