Possessions never meant anything to me
I'm not crazy
Well that's not true, I've got a bed
And a guitar and a dog named Bob who pisses on my floor
That's right, I've got a floor
So what, so what, so what?

I've got
Pockets full of Kleenex and lint and holes
Where everything important to me
Just seems to fall right down my leg
And onto the floor
My closest friend linoleum

Supports my head
Gives me something to believe
That's me on the beach side combing the sand
Metal meter in my hand
Sporting a pocket full of change

That's me on the street with a violin under my chin
Playing with a grin
Singing gibberish
That's me on the back of the bus
That's me in the cell
That's me inside your head
That's me inside your head
That's me inside your head

Lyrics submitted by Sk{A}narchy_Punk, edited by Quirkel

Linoleum Lyrics as written by Michael John Burkett

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    General Commentblienk is right. but i think sic n twisted is too. why couldnt it be a kid who finds out he has nothing cuz he drinks so he leaves his house? or why not something not so deep like a kid simply getting money for drugs any way he can? personally i believe its a homeless person by the last 8 lines.
    brokendownpunkon September 01, 2002   Link

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