And the drippings from the ceiling
It's okay to eat fish
And I'm living off the grass
It's okay to eat fish
Something in the way
Have all become my pets
And the drippings from my ceiling
'Cause they don't have any feelings
Something in the way
And all the animals I have trapped
Something in the way
Have all become my pets
And I'm living off the grass
And all the animals I have trapped
Something in the way
Something in the way
The tarp has sprung a leak
'Cause they don't have any feelings
Underneath the bridge