Rest My Head

Broke dick, punk bitch

We understand that you've really given a shit

You drink and you choke

Then get real mad and rattle your broken bones

You dig and prod and poke and plead

I listen to you speak, your voice is sickening to me

Dig and prod and poke and when you're dead

I'll lay there still and finally rest my head

T-t-t-tricks of the trade

You'd fuck anyone for your own gain

This is a dedication

So 'kiss the rain' and wait for the naïve son

You dig and prod and poke and plead

I listen to you speak, your voice is sickening to me

Dig and prod and poke and when you're dead

I'll lay there still and finally rest my head

I see my name in your paper

Ooo, that's gotta be a shame for you

Living in my shadow and living in the past

Monkey on my back, no, just a leech

A stupid fucking nobody

You dig and prod and poke and plead

I listen to you speak, your voice is sickening to me

Dig and prod and poke and when you're dead

I'll lay there still and finally rest my

My head