A Pot in Which to Piss

Album: The Monitor (2010)
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  • "The audience was large and brilliant
    Upon my weary heart was showered smiles, plaudits, and flowers
    But beyond them, I saw thorns and troubles innumerable"

    It was a pretty good GPA
    We got a couple of good grades
    And it sounded like a pretty good seven inch
    And winter didn't seem so cold
    And I had a smile for everyone I know
    I was starting to get comfortable in the place that I'm in
    And it used to not mean anything
    It used to not mean anything
    It used to not mean anything, but it really means nothing now

    Nothing means anything anymore
    Everything is less than zero
    And I know it won't do much good
    Getting drunk and sad and singing
    But I'm at the end of my rope
    And I feel like swinging

    It was an unflattering photograph
    And people saw it all over town
    Hanging up in the wall above the urinal
    Hear the man with the notepad say
    "Yeah, they're funny, but they drink too much
    Don't be surprised if they don't amount to nothing at all"
    We were talking about giving up
    We were talking about lying down
    We were talking about tying off
    Wasn't it supposed to mean something now?

    Let them see you struggle and they're going to tear you apart
    You ain't never been no virgin, kid, you were fucked from the start
    They're all going to be laughing at you
    They're all going to be laughing at you

    You can't make it on merit, not on merit and merit alone
    Dan McGee tried to tell me, "There ain't no more Rolling Stones"
    They're all going to be laughing at you
    They're all going to be laughing at you

    I've been called out, cuckolded, castrated, but I survived
    I am covered in urine and excrement but I'm alive
    And there's a white flag in my pocket never to be unfurled
    Though with their hands 'round my ankles, they bring me down for another swirl
    And they tell me, "Take it easy, buddy, it's not the end of the world"

    "And there and then and bathed by the rising sun
    My son in his grave, in his rude-dug grave I deposited
    Ending my vigil strange with that, vigil of night and battlefield dim
    Vigil for boy of responding kisses, never again on earth responding
    Vigil for comrade swiftly slain, vigil I never forget, how as day brighten'd
    I rose from the chill ground and folded my soldier well in his blanket
    And buried him where he fell" Writer/s: Patrick Stickles
    Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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