Woe

All the words in my mouth That the scene deemed unworthy of letting out Banded together to form a makeshift militia And burrowed bloodily through my tongue and my teeth I stood proud in the gallery With my open socket of a mouth for them to see They all just laughed and said "That boy, he, that boy's got woe... whoa He lives with woe... whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh!" And this girl who I met Whose pride makes her hard to forget She took pity on me horizontally But most likely because of my band, hey! It's all I can get when I'm lonely And these visions of death seem to own me In the quiet of the classrooms All across the stacked United States of woe... whoa We live with woe, oh, oh, oh, oh! She said, "I can't get laid in this town Without these pointy fucking shoes My feet are so black and blue, and so are you" Please take me out of my body Up through the palm trees To smell California in sweet hypocrisy Floating my senses surround my body I wake my nose to smell that ocean burn La da da, la da da, la da da da La da da, la da da, la da da da La da da, la da da, la da da da La da da, la da da, la da da... So now I'm forging ahead Past all the plutocrats who sold me out Go sob in your bed If life is twice as pretty once your dead Then send me a card I'm still the optimist though it is hard When all you want to be Is in a dream A dream La da da, la da da, la da da da La da da, la da da, la da da da La da da, la da da, la da da da La da da, la da da, la da da da, da