01. Put your music player on shuffle
02. The first lines of twenty songs = a poem
03. The first line of the twenty-first song is the title
"Won't you look up at the skyline?"
They tried to make me go to rehab, I said "No, no, no"
Where in hell can you go? Far from the things that you know
When I was born, they looked and me and said: "What a good boy, what a smart boy, what a good boy"
Give me a word, give me a sign
Has our conscience shown? Has the sweet breeze blown?
Six A.M. day after Christmas, I throw some clothes on in the dark
Broke into the old apartment; this is where we used to live
Been beat up and battered 'round
In my shoes my toes are busted
I was never cool in school - I bet you don't remember me
I'm over it!
This was never the way I planned
All I can say is that my life is pretty plain
Until the day you die, you'll always admit
If I had a million dollars
When I counted up my demons
I know a girl who thinks of ghosts
Everybody wants to love, and they wanna live
All of my love, all of my kissin'
Good morning, son.
.....huh.