He was a drunk, he was a punk-ass useless slob and he didn't even wanna get a job.
He'd forgotten how to be himself.
They say the world is a stage and every man must play his part, but he didn't make the call-back list.
He had a 5 o'clock shadow on his heart, he was so weak he couldn't even make a fist to punch himself.
She came along, and right away he felt a little less wrong, subsequently just a little more strong

-This anomaly flipped his lid.
He checked his hair, and he smoothed out the ruffles in his shirt because he suddenly remembered how to flirt.
He took a Tic-Tac (he knew it wouldn't hurt), he put his lips on yellow alert, and he said "Hell, how are you?", and he shook her little hand. (Whoa!)

These days he don't know much about much but here's his summary: God is great, and the devil is bad, and somewhere in the middle there's you and me...
In the wreckage and ruin (standing side by side) and they know what they're doin'.
In fact he feels like he is finally pulling away from the devil since he met her.
His strength is coming back right like a prodigal son, like a prodigal son.

He checked his couch and his pockets and his car's ashtray and he found enough dinero to pay for things from the Goodwill store like soap and Listerine to make him fresh and clean, and a pretty decent old black comb (he found it on the street on his way home).
He borrowed some Speedstick from the guy in the apartment behind him.
He didn't tell him, though, I hope he doesn't mind him, he really shouldn't leave his door unlocked because he also took a pair of his socks and a Falco tape, I'm sure he didn't play it anymore. (Whoa!)

Shaved face smooth as onion, dressed in out of fashion clothes, ready for their secret tryst about which everybody knows... and that's perfectly cool.
He's always been a big fool.
But thanks to her, he thinks he';s finally pulling away from the devil, he's just begun: his strength is coming right baclk like a prodigal son, like a prodigal son.

Breakdown: One step forward, two back (bored games were his monopoly) One step forward, two back (plastic loser falling behind) One step forward, two back (no dice, he chose the moves that he made...)
And the moves that he made led him away, away from the game.

Same old same old, but further away...
And he still finds life perplexing but he submits his thesis humbly:
God is great, the devil is bad, and somewhere in the middle there's you and me... In the wreckage and ruin (standing side by side) and they know what they're doin'.
She's the oil can to his Tin Man, the extra stuffing to his Scarecrow, the Gamma rays to his Incredible Hulk (though that sounds crude) And he feels like he is finally pulling away from the devil since he met her.

I wrote this to express the gratitude of a punk ass useless dude.


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    General Commentpain is probably the most under-appreciated punk band out there. their songs are far more literate and intelligent than most of the mosh pit bull shit out there. even the technical aspects are great, the band members are talented and the background is original and listenble.
    mennacinmonkon March 31, 2003   Link
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    General CommentWell said. Most people have enver even heard of Pain when, in my opinion, their stuff is 100% better than 100% of the stuff out there. It seems like they just have a knack for making extremely enjoyable songs- I can listen to their CD's for hours. This song in particular blends a great melody with great lyrics- can Pain make a bad song?
    mouse_clickeron April 25, 2003   Link
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    General CommentThis reminds me what a great vocalist they've got. He's simple, but a pleasure to listen to.
    Mutant_Muppeton January 26, 2006   Link

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