I have to brainstorm ways
To keep me alive
I’ve got millionaire friends
Sending checks all of the time
And if a milk box portrait
Blown up poster size
Well I think I found a way
To keep this hope in there eyes
Oh well we could panhandle
On the side of the street
In hopes of finding money
And food for us to eat
Oh yeah well I could sell your body
And you could sell mine
If only we could find
Somebody to buy

I was drunken in the moment you met me
And im surely just fallen down stairs
Baby don’t both I’ll fall for another
And I aint getting up again

Oh well we could find God
And join His seminary
If I was Father Clark
Then you’d be Father Puppy
And then after all
God pays pretty well
And we could pay off all the kids
To show and never tell
Oh oh well we could get a job
Making five twenty five
Or five fifteen
Depending on which side
Of the state line
On which we reside
I’ve got to brainstorm ways
To keep us alive oh yeah

Keep up your head we will do it again
And I promise to tell the truth
And this time I mean that
I’ll keep all your secrets
And I’ll never give up on you

Oh!

And the homeless guys
Who live under the bridge
They were a band one yeah
But they all soon forget
How the gay blades fell
On hard times and slit wrists
No they got no fucking money
They wouldn’t/couldn’t write the hits


Lyrics submitted by YourFavWeapon83

Puppy Mills Presents song meanings
Add your thoughts

2 Comments

sort form View by:
  • 0
    Lyric CorrectionI've got to brainstorm ways to keep us alive
    and I've got millionaire friends sending checks all of the time
    and with a milk box portrait blown up poster size
    well I might have found a way to keep some hope in their eyes

    we could pan handle on the side of the street
    in hopes of finding money and food for us to eat
    I could sell your body and you could sell mine
    if only we could find somebody to buy, it's over.

    well we could find God and join a seminary
    if I was Father Clark then I'd be Father Puppy
    After all God pays pretty well,
    We could pay off all the kids to show and never tell

    We could get a job making $5.25 or
    $5.15 depending on which side of the
    state-line, on which we reside
    I've got to brainstorm ways to keep us alive

    I was drunk in the moment you left me
    and I'm surely still falling down stairs
    she says "baby don't bother, I've fallen for another
    and I ain't getting up again"
    well I've found myself back where I started
    and I've found myself one more good line
    she says "baby don't bother, you ain't never been a father
    of an idea worth calling 'alright'"

    ooh la la

    Remember those guys who lived under the bridge
    they were a band once but we all soon forgot
    how the Gay Blades fell on hard times and slit wrists
    they've got no fucking money,
    cause they could not write the
    they would not write the
    they could write
    they would not
    they could not write
    they would not write the hits.




    I'm fairly certain they are the correct lyrics :)
    AirIndexon December 13, 2010   Link
  • 0
    General Comment"but baby don't bother, I've fallen for another"
    "and aint gettin up again"

    "oh we could find god and join a seminary"

    "they were a band once yea"
    fraydphilosophyon January 13, 2011   Link

Add your thoughts

Log in now to tell us what you think this song means.

Don’t have an account? Create an account with SongMeanings to post comments, submit lyrics, and more. It’s super easy, we promise!

Back to top
explain