Sometimes you can′t fight the powers that be
You'll end up sleeping on your bathroom floor
What with the late april showers and the 4 am breeze
At least you got a place that′s dry and warm
You got ahead of yourself and now you're taking your toll
Sit here indian style and sing your screeching weasel
Complications aside, you're just a sick animal
So lay your head where it leads you
Sometimes i like to think there′s a place we all go
It′s filled with chocolate milk and chips ahoy
And with a good attitude we'll be kicking it soon
Taking shots with walt disney
I called my mom today, but it wasn′t too nice
She said, "thanks for the call, now get a grip on your life"
I said, "i'm trying so hard, it′s just moving so fast"
These kinds of things scare me shitless
And all of the while i've got a friend on the floor
And i won′t leave until he's counting sheep
And in his bed, nice and warm
And all the barf is cleaned
I promise you'll wake with a smile
′Cause this happens to me once in awhile
I′ll sing you songs until you can open your eyes,
Hold up your head and tell me you're fine