Cold Meat Lyrics

I feel like a bluebottle fly
Looking down, multi-faceted eye
From the wall as you slip and you slide
Ain't it nice, people on ice
I think that i know what to say
But you people just get in the way
But i know that i like what i play
Ain't it strange, feel like a change
Then somebody comes and smiles at me
And i can't feel bad at all
Half a bottle of tequila later
And i'm sliding down the wall
It appears thru a hole in the sky
Something new that makes us feel high
Stops a smile from becoming a sigh
Ain't it sweet, people are neat
Then somebody throws a brick at me
And it hits me in the face
Half an hour lying on my back
Staring blankly into s***e
I wish the world would jump in a hole
And leave me on my own
Don't need no refrigerators
No heaters or no phone
I feel like a bluebottle fly
Looking down, multi-faceted eye
From the wall as you slip and you slide
Ain't it nice, talking to lice
Then somebody comes and picks me up
And they put me in a jar
It appears that i'm very rare
They gonna make me be a star

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