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Sleep on pillows made is Singapore
Wrapped in comforters
Sweatin' through sheets
Drinkin' coffee in the morning
Floatin' on Airplanes across the vast seas
And your house is made of wood
Central air, central heat
You got your furniture on particle board
Your doors are locked for, for safety
And your walkin' around in shoes
Pants of denim, a black cotton sweatshirt
And you do what you do
because doing, you start to form a habit
And you drink all night long
And you sleep through the morning
And if something doesn't break
I'm just gonna go, go fucking insane
And you sweep up the floor when its dirty
You do the dishes, when the sinks full
And when the refrigerators empty
well its time its time its time, its time to go the store
You put your books on a shelf
Clothes arranged in the closet
You hang the things on the wall that you don't want to be so easily forgotten
I hate these songs
I hate the words
That the singer is singin' to me
I hate this melody
I hate this stupid fucking drum beat
But I'm not gonna tell anyone
What I'm really thinking about
Keep the conversations on the surface
Just keep on smiling
Just keep on saying
Everything's gonna be alright
[Repeat: x2]
It's gonna be alright
Alright
Wrapped in comforters
Sweatin' through sheets
Drinkin' coffee in the morning
Floatin' on Airplanes across the vast seas
And your house is made of wood
Central air, central heat
You got your furniture on particle board
Your doors are locked for, for safety
And your walkin' around in shoes
Pants of denim, a black cotton sweatshirt
And you do what you do
because doing, you start to form a habit
And you drink all night long
And you sleep through the morning
And if something doesn't break
I'm just gonna go, go fucking insane
And you sweep up the floor when its dirty
You do the dishes, when the sinks full
And when the refrigerators empty
well its time its time its time, its time to go the store
You put your books on a shelf
Clothes arranged in the closet
You hang the things on the wall that you don't want to be so easily forgotten
I hate these songs
I hate the words
That the singer is singin' to me
I hate this melody
I hate this stupid fucking drum beat
But I'm not gonna tell anyone
What I'm really thinking about
Keep the conversations on the surface
Just keep on smiling
Just keep on saying
Everything's gonna be alright
[Repeat: x2]
It's gonna be alright
Alright
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I agree totally. I remember the first time I listened to this song, unlike any other track on <u>As the Eternal Cowboy</u>, I immediately got exactly what this was about. I mean, it is my own interpretation, but I didn't even get <i>that</i> with the other songs. On a related note - the reason why I love <u>Reinventing Axl Rose</u> more than this record is because the overall vision that Tom had was so much more...I don't know how you'd say it...user-friendly? I don't know, that's just me, though.
In any case, GREAT fucking song. It talks about the typical day of the typical person and how they don't even think about it. In this case, Against Me! has done the thinking for them, and I think it'd be cool if this song opened some people's eyes. Not to say that I nor Against Me! want everyone to think the same, but I think they're really on to something with this song.