catdad

random Spot 1019 song lyrics:

The Prisoner of Mankind

if he could truly see himself practicing his smile in the mirror he'd probably still have no idea just how ridiculous he looks
as he drags on his cigarette and sucks the smoke on up into his nostrils hanging out in the coffee shop arguing about books
pushed around by his own powerful emotions tried to turn the other cheek just to wind up taking it on the chin
so it's down to the liquor store, the drinking man's supermarket - time for the spending spree to begin

the grace of a Dog and the strength of ten professional wrestlers, peep show massage parlor ice cream man
you'd best accept his big wet smile as a challenge, better help him smoke the big fat joint in his customized van

his skintight grimace strained black leather vacuum packed container trembles with heaves, he's hurting - crying to be free
him say, "my soul is the smouldering shadow of the prison of innocent man." him say, "come on home right now hot mama and confess your sins to me."

so now it's time to stand up and fight for what you been taught to believe in, hope you're ready to die for what you're fairly certain is true
help him drain the next delicious batch of martinis let him get you all fucked up so he can take advantage of you

drink!