Mean

He's so mean
Because he has seen
The way
But he won't tell

You and I are left here
To dwell on chewed up thoughts
My soul is tied in knots
You and I are left here

To follow the path between the gates
And over the tracks
Through the field by the swamp
Where we lie on the backs
Of those silky smooth granite rocks that
Bake in the sun
Of another summer heat wave
That's only just begun

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

He's so mean
Because he has seen
The way
But he won't tell

Septic tank, take one

We got it on on the kitchen table
One look at me and you were able

One, two, three, four
Take my clothes off like I never had them on
That wasn't me, now fact is
Well, now you're gone
But sure I'm through with you on my kitchen table

That was bullshit, that was bullshit
Keep it going, one, two, three, four

Then you came back in the middle of breakfast
Smile on your face, big as Lexus
We got it on on the kitchen table
I tried to eat my bagel but wasn't able
Ecstasy on my kitchen table

I can't hear you, speak up, what?
Hello? What the-
What's that noise?
Really? I don't think so

Good, sure
You want cream cheese with that?
Sounds good to me
Four of them too much? I don't know
Sure, alright

Alright well, okay, I gotta go
Fine
I love you too, sure
Okay I'll walk, I'll bring her tomorrow
I'll wash her no problem, bye, bye