Going Out On a Low Note

May 1st

I roll over and discover the worst

I got company, but no mouths to feed

Just as yappy motherfuckers that you just don't need

I can't walk you to school

I can't race around in the pool

No, my arms aren't tired

And I'm on the mend

It's a cannonball 'til the shallow end

I know you're patient, I know we're poor

La-la-la-la, just a minute more babe

I get a million from the publishing deal

La-la-la-la, an absolute steal

A little boy, a little girl

Took me forever to find this world

Now it's a big fat stick in the eye

I'm going out on a low note

Summer's here

The phone rings while I'm stuck in the mirror

Brian, it's the lottery

We got good news for yourself

I said, "No thanks, I thought you were somebody else"

My brain says stay the course

Pretty rich when you consider the source

Now, I'm not positive

But I'm pretty sure

You shouldn't cry when you listen to faith no more

I know you're scared, I know you're tired

La-la-la-la, it's just how you're wired

You said yourself you're running out of steam

La-la-la-la, you look fine to me

I tried to make it

Give it a whirl

Took me forever to find this girl

Now, it's a big fat kick in the ass

I'm going out on a low note

We're throwing in with a bang

I'm, I'm going out on a low note

I'm going out