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Good Friday (WHY?)

If you grew up with white boys Who only look at black and Puerto Rican porno Cause they want something that their dad don't got Then you know where you're at Mortaring your earholes shut in a rush with wet coke In a Starbucks bathroom with the door closed On booze, I'm left in residue and confused Like the first time you used soft water Down on my luck, caught unaware Like Houdini when the last fist struck If I'm sinking and laughing at something sunken in, I am Sucking dick for drink tickets At the free bar at my cousin's bat mitzvah Cutting the punch line and it ain't no joke Devoid of all hope, circus mirrors and pot smoke Picking fights on dyke night With shirlies and lokes and snatching purses Doing Elton on karaoke and forgetting all the verses Blowing kisses to disinterested bitches Playing lead lay in a bad way on Broadway Sending sexy SMS's to my exes new man cause i can On the road trying to break an old van Eating pussy for new fangs, I am, what the hell Using Purell till my hands bleed and swell Missing mail at a Motel 6, I'm unwell, if If I'm sinking and laughing at something sunken in, I am It feels exciting, touching your handwriting Getting horny by reading it and repeating poor me Intently staring at the picture of your feet on the sticker At the R. Crumb exhibit, I wonder who's sicker Jerking off in an art museum john till my dick hurts The kind of shit I won't admit to my head shrinker Not even in a whisper to my own little sister I just act like a dick and talk shit when I'm with her Aught six, I'll say the Friday before easter Was not good, I cried to myself in the pisser And with you in the front row at the Silver Jews show And you act like you didn't notice, my fear of the bear At Showbiz Pizza when I saw six was overwhelming and not dissimilar to this If I'm sinking and something sunken in, I am At Jacob Han's on tour I wake up Hung over on a hardwood floor From a dream about how your dress Hangs off of your little breasts I'd rather be dead than call this song How I lost your respect but god bless or get neglected And I'll see you when the sun sets east, don't forget me