G.D.

She left the iron on again
Goddamnit
Why can't she just pick up the damn clothes
Goddamnit
Why is our account at 0
Goddamnit
Does she really have to take this call
Goddamnit
Where did she put my shit
Goddamnit
I was watching that
Goddamnit
Is she fucking kidding me
Goddamnit
She ate the last cookie
Goddamnit
Who taught her how to drive
Goddamnit
Did she unplug my phone
Goddamnit
100 bucks for a shirt
Goddamnit
She's going to want wine with dinner
Goddamnit
Good thing I married her
Goddamnit

Paramount Post-Punk

And this is exactly where you thought you'd be

Lost, wandering, liveing free.

Taking no shits, and giving no fucks

Getting by on pure bad luck.

Just like you always wanted.

Yeah, you're doing alright.

Now pull your pants up,

Wipe yourself off,

Put on your uniform,

Go back to work.

Early

And where will you go,
So early in the morning,
Before the grass wets
and there's still a hint of yesterdays warmth?
Just let me know,
because I'd really like to be there.