Jan 20, 2003 19:47
got this feeling that today doesn't like me
though the air tastes like flowers and paint
there's a sink full of bottles and cuttlery
and the car has got a list of complaints
i just wish i were a toothbrush or a soder gun
make me something somebody can use
we can wish on the pop of a light bulb
or those photos lying yellow and curled
loosen boxes near abandoned electronics
in the corners of the basements of the world
guess our wishes don't do dishes or break repairs
make them something somebody can use
got a face full of ominous weather
smirking smile of a high pressure ridge
got more faults then the state of california
and the heart is a badly built bridge
seems the most i have to offer doesn't offer much
make it something somebody can use
make this something somebody can use