The Disaster March Lyrics

There was a time and a place that was all full of mistakes.
And a face that was all full of s***.
I was frustrated and angry.
I was more than alive.
A catcher in the rye.
I was a jet plane, a thin membrane.
Washing and preening and shedding all hope.
I'm Hot Shots Pt. Deux.
I'm Down Periscope.
The rope that I'm hanging from keeps telling me what to do.
I'm p****** on the fire and learning a remarkable truth about you.
Ugly is ugly. Transformation is a dream.
So love what you are, not what you would like to be.
I'm a drunk with a job, I got the pictures to prove it.
I got some junk in my trunk and the dance moves to move it.
I am written on subway walls.
I am bitter when I fall.
Shout me in the streets and parks.
Scrape your voices on the stars.