coyote sing along hour
new slang when you notice the stripes
dirt in your fries
hope it's right when you die, old and bony
dawn breaks like a bull through the hall
never should've called
but my head's to the wall, and I'm lonely
and if you took to me now like a gull takes to the wind
I'd've jumped from my trees
I'd've danced like the Queen of the Assholes, and the rest of our life would've fared well.