Doin' the Cockroach - Live at the Social, Orlando, FL - February 2004

I was in heaven, I was in hell
 Believe in neither, but fear them as well
 This one's a doctor
 This one's a lawyer
 This one's a cash fiend, takin' your money
 Back on the metro, ride on the greyhound
 Drunk on the Amtrak
 Please, shut up
 Another rider, he was a talker
 And well, talkin' 'bout TV
 Please, shut up
 This one's a crazier, daydreamin' disaster
 The origin of junk food, ruttin' through garbage
 Tasty but worthless, dogs eat their own shit
 We're doin' the cockroach, yeah
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 Doin' the cockroach, yeah
 Doin' the cockroach, yeah, yeah
 Alright, not bad
 Doin' the cockroach, yeah
 Doin' the cockroach, yeah, yeah
 Alright, not bad, not bad
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 You move your mouth, you shake your tongue
 You vibrate my eardrums
 You're saying words
 But she felt I'm not listenin'
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 One year, 20 years, 40 years, 50 years
 Down the road in your life
 You'll look in the mirror
 And say, "My parents are still alive"
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 You're walking down the street
 Your face, your lips, your hips
 Your eyes, they meet
 You're not hungry though
 You say, you're acting you
 Now you tell me anything
 You're not hu-hu-hu-hu
 You're not hungry though
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 Well, late last winter down below the equator
 They had a summer that would make you blister
 Oh, my mind is all made up
 So I'll have to be comin'
 Well, late last winter down below the equator
 They had a summer that would make you blister
 Oh, my mind is all made up
 So I'll have to be comin'
 Well, late last winter down below the equator
 They had a summer that would make you blister
 And oh, my mind is all made up, oh, my mind is all made up
 Oh, my mind is all made up
 So I'll have to sleep in it