From the bottom of this cup this bulbous world is finally straight 

as straight, as broken lines can sound 

And maybe I didn’t wanna feel the changing pace of 

Life’s unforgiving grip, admit my reel was slowing down 

But I’ve seen this world through the cracks in the floor 

I’ve been the Pimp, Lord and I’ve been the whore 

I’ve found solice when I closed my eyes, it’s fine 

Open up and let a bottle run the night 



Hey, his cup is full and it will break you, break you 

Hey, he's going down and he will take you, take you down 



There’s feelings to hide 

Nothing is ever all right 



Chorus 



"I believe in a world where brown-bagging it cures the hopeless thoughts of all who follow in his name. 

Jack, Jim, Jose: All members of a secret sect sworn to the happiness of all men. No matter who it hurts... 

No matter how many families it destroys, kids it kills and lives it ruins, keep in mind, that as with most things, 

damage only comes in excess." 



Chorus