Picture That

Picture yourself as you lean on the port rail
 Tossing away your last cigarette
 Picture your finger pushing the doorbell
 Picture the skull and crossbones on the doormat
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 Picture yourself on the streets of Laredo
 Picture the casbah, picture Japan
 Picture your kid with his hand on the trigger
 Picture prosthetics in Afghanistan
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 Picture a courthouse with no fucking laws
 Picture a cathouse with no fucking whores
 Picture a shithouse with no fucking drains
 Picture a leader with no fucking brains
 No fucking brains, no fucking brains
 No fucking brains, no fucking brains
 No fucking brains, no fucking brains
 No fucking brains, no fucking brains
 Follow me filming myself at the show
 On a phone from a seat in the very front row
 
 Follow Miss Universe catching some rays
 Wish you were here in Guantanamo Bay
 Picture a seat on a private plane
 Picture your feet nailed to the floor
 Picture a crew who are clearly insane
 Picture no windows, picture no doors
 Glued to a screen in the state of Nevada
 To follow the dream gets harder and harder
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 Picture her wrapping a gift for the wedding
 Picture her boiling the water for tea
 Picture the kids climbing into the backseat
 Picture my hand turning the key
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 Oh, picture that
 Picture the dog in the pickup ahead
 Picture the tree at the side of the road
 Picture my hands growing steadily colder
 Colder, colder
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 Colder, colder
 Colder, colder
 Colder, colder
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 Follow me down to a place by the river
 Sold for my kidneys, sold for my liver
 Why so weedy, so fucking needy
 There's no such thing as being too greedy