Head in the clouds and I'm afraid to fail
Got a knife in my shoulder and I can't inhale
I try to quit, but I can only quail
And I lost my card that says, "Get out of jail"
Plastic people with electric books
Dogs on the street, all giving me looks
Not enough shepherds and too many crooks
Not enough mermaids and too many hooks
Foot in the grave, ants in my pants
Wooden leg, thinks it can dance
I got ten tin cans full of cants
And all my speeches
Turn into rants, turn into rants, turn around
Turn into rants, turn into rants, turn around
Turn into rants, turn into rants, turn around
Turn into rants, turn into rants, turn around
Foot on the brake and a face full of cake
I took off my shoes and stepped on a rake
Single shot, double take
Bad faith for goodness' sake
Doing my best, I'm deeply depressed
You can't pet every dog that barks
Remind me to tell you why the tub's full of sharks
But it's a long story and I'm double-parked
Foot in the grave, ants in my pants
Wooden leg, thinks it can dance
I got ten tin cans full of cants
And all my speeches
Turn into rants, turn into rants, turn around
Turn into rants, turn into rants, turn around
Turn into rants, turn into rants, turn around
Turn into rants, turn into rants, turn around
I take a selfie with everything I eat
High-five strangers as I walk down the street
My teeth are straight, and my toes are curled
And I'm alive to the jive of the modern world
Doing my best, I'm deeply depressed
You can't pet every dog that barks
Remind me to tell you why the tub's full of sharks
But it's a long story and I'm double-parked
Foot in the grave, ants in my pants
Wooden leg, thinks it can dance
I got ten tin cans full of cants
And all my speeches
Turn into rants, turn into rants, turn around
Turn into rants, turn into rants, turn around
Turn into rants, turn into rants, turn around
Turn into rants, turn into rants, turn around
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