Coin Operated
Nothing is what it seems
I've got a pocket full of change and a fire inside of me
Burning east on the 74
And then I pop off at Halsted and I walk about a block north
If you see close
I am walking in-between the shadows
I am
Burning like a square but with a nickel in the jacket
Ha-ha-ha-ha
I guess there might be a better way
But I'll walk it out
And I'll work another day
Nothing in my head again
I've got nothing in my head again
Nothing in my head again
I've got nothing in my head again
I'm doing fine
Mostly fucking about
And then I pop in four quarters and call JJ for a round
This magic ball much like the orb in Heavy Metal
Is commanding me to take a free game by any means
And if you see now
Everything is opened up by constant tilting
I'm going crazy and I want to get the high
Ha-ha-ha-ha
I don't think all these rubes would understand
Why I would cash out all my tips in this most prodigal of scams
There's nothing in my head again
I've got nothing in my head again
Nothing in my head again
I've got nothing in my head again
Nothing in my head again
I've got thoughts but there they go again
Nothing in my head again
And I don't care if I land again
Nothing in my head again
I've got thoughts but there they go again
Nothing in my head again
And I don't care if I land again
I've got a pocket full of change and a fire inside of me
Burning east on the 74
And then I pop off at Halsted and I walk about a block north
If you see close
I am walking in-between the shadows
I am
Burning like a square but with a nickel in the jacket
Ha-ha-ha-ha
I guess there might be a better way
But I'll walk it out
And I'll work another day
Nothing in my head again
I've got nothing in my head again
Nothing in my head again
I've got nothing in my head again
I'm doing fine
Mostly fucking about
And then I pop in four quarters and call JJ for a round
This magic ball much like the orb in Heavy Metal
Is commanding me to take a free game by any means
And if you see now
Everything is opened up by constant tilting
I'm going crazy and I want to get the high
Ha-ha-ha-ha
I don't think all these rubes would understand
Why I would cash out all my tips in this most prodigal of scams
There's nothing in my head again
I've got nothing in my head again
Nothing in my head again
I've got nothing in my head again
Nothing in my head again
I've got thoughts but there they go again
Nothing in my head again
And I don't care if I land again
Nothing in my head again
I've got thoughts but there they go again
Nothing in my head again
And I don't care if I land again
Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Senese
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