Stickers of Brian - Hot Mulligan

Reprimanded, why shouldn’t I curse

In an email I sent lying when I skip work?

Two-week notice, I’d rather be poor

Barely paid me enough for the nothing I’m worth

Faraday

No one wants to know how bad you feel

All that matters is you pay the rent and keep the lights on

Budgeting how long you’ll be alive

And if I’ve gotta hear the same song again

From the manager’s Pandora playlist

I swear to God, I’ll fill the sink with ammonia and chlorine and block every

door

And fill every vent, and fill every vent

Making the wrong choice every time that I come in

Though they guarantee the longer I commit

That I will see it get better

When’s it get better?

Faraday

No one wants to know how bad you feel

All that matters is you pay the rent and keep the lights on

Budgeting how long you’ll be alive

Why talk about it?

The colors melt from the lines

I spent the best years of my life alone most the time

My family works till they die

I wish I were happy to do that, but can’t fall in line

No, I can’t fall in line, no, I can’t fall in line

Faraday, Faraday, Faraday

Keep the lights on

Faraday

No one wants to know how bad you feel

All that matters is you pay the rent and keep the lights on

Budgeting how long you’ll be alive

Why talk about it?

Faraday

No one wants to know how bad you feel

All that matters is you pay the rent and keep the lights on

Budgeting how long you’ll be alive

Why talk about it?