(0187) mindless opiate

out there on the road trying to drive a big boat. got a cop - wants me stopped. says i got a window broke. nursery rhymes, birthday cake. you better learn to stand straight. coffeehouse coming up - twenty dollars ain't enough. i'm on my own. i'm not ready to die. mr. please save me. i feel like a honeybee caught in the sun, and i lost my only gun. now i can't figure out what to do with all these empty shoes. well, someday, i would say, i'll probably wear them anyway. weatherproof, long-sleeve. there's nothing that i won't believe. barbershop. can of pop. give me everything you've got. wake up soon. it's already june. hot as hell, and i can tell there's no more water in the well. better find some cures; some information for the patient. he's gonna walk out without a doubt against the doctor's orders.

go to church; repent your sins. leave and go commit 'em again. come back next week; tell everyone to turn their cheek. salvation can't be that far off. if something's stuck in your throat, you'll never even have the urge to cough. almost home. pick up the phone. call in an emergency. tell 'em that you can't breathe. hear the sirens, but then you fall asleep. some salvation... leaves no explanation.