text: Why dont you ever want to play?
  Im tired of this piece of string
  You sleep as much as I do now
  And you dont eat much of anything
  I dont know who youre talking to
  I made a search through every room
  But all I found was dust that moved
  In shadows of the afternoon
  And listen, about those bitter songs you sing?
  Theyre not helping anything
  They wont make you strong
  So, we should open up the house
  Invite the tabby two doors down
  You could ask your sister
  If she doesnt bring her basset hound
  Ask the things you shouldnt miss:
  Tape-hiss and the Modern Man
  The Cold War and card catalogues
  To come and join us if they can
  For girly drinks and parlor games
  Well pass around the easy lie
  Of absolutely no regrets
  And later maybe you could try
  To let your losses dangle off
  The sharp edge of a century
  And talk about the weather, or
  How the weather used to be
  And Ill cater with all the birds that I can kill
  Let their tiny feathers fill disappointment
  Lie down; lick the sorrow from your skin
  Scratch the terror and begin
  To believe youre strong
  All you ever want to do is drink and watch TV
  And frankly that thing doesnt really interest me
  I swear Im going to bite you hard
  And taste your tinny blood
  If you dont stop the self-defeating lies
  Youve been repeating since the day you brought me home
  I know youre strong