Building The Ark

I open my eyes and it's November
 And I am in a freight elevator
 And I'm in Las Vegas, but I haven't won any money
 And everyone here is wearing clothing that I find confusing
 And I wonder if they've won any money
 Jeff tells me it's not the drugs
 It's Monday morning and you can't get up
 When your degree is staring daggers from the wall
 And somewhere sunk inside your heart
 There is a teensy tiny part of you that sure could use some coffee
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 I open my eyes, and I am sweating
 I must have been dreaming
 That punch I threw was just embarrassing
 And all my dreams are always violent, but I'm not violent
 So in my dreams I'm not so good at fighting
 There's this one where you and I
 Are making brilliant love inside a 7-11 just past the city
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 And I can't save us when that guy
 Gets up and jumps out from behind the counter
 Gun in hand and grinning
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 Tell my sister I am with her wherever she may go
 If not helped then sure as shit, where she leads I'll follow
 Watch the corn grow in Ohio
 Let our kids grow strong and smart
 Playing intramural sports while we build the ark