Shooting Guns and Eating Icecream

I got so many polo shirts I don’t know what to do with them
So I sewed them into a sail and left
Sewed them into a sail and left
And I got so many post card stamps more than the average person should have
So I sewed them into a sail and left
Sewed them into a sail and sailed away
Made my boat a happy day
Sending post cards along the way
To co-workers, and grandmothers, and people who like to tell me about their problems
But I have not problems
And I got so many former jobs
Don’t know what to do with them
So I sold them into a sail and left
Sewed them into a sail and left
And I got so many good things going
So many holes in my head
So I sewed them into a sail and left
I sewed them into a sail and left
And I see so many dead fish floating
Stop to think about where they’re going
I sewed them into a sail and left
Sewed them into a sail and left
And I got so many car repairs
Every other day there’s a car repair!
I sewed them into a sail and left
Sewed them into a sail and I just left.
Just as mad as I just could
When there’s a truck buried in my chest.
And a dead fish in my gut
I was told that it would bring me good luck.
Which I have yet to see
And I got so many healthy trees.
I’m freezing and we need CFCs.
To fuel the prevailing westerly.
And push a happy day along for me.
And we got so many coma star?? got so many coma star??
So I sewed them into a sail and left
Sewed them into a sail and left
And that was it
A happy day went off a cliff.
Like a wilder beast or a race car prick
Competing for their dreams
Shooting guns and eating ice cream
And I’ll pull their tonsils out
Cause that’s what life is about
It doesn’t hurt
And so I
I dream myself back into the polo shirt.