Underneath the bridge the tarp has sprung a leak
And the animals I trapped have all become my pets
And I`m living off of grass and the drippings from my ceiling
It`s okay to eat fish `cause they don`t have any feelings
Something in the way
Something in the way
Something in the way
Something in the way
Something in the way
Something in the way
Underneath the bridge, the tarp has sprung a leak
And the animals I trapped have all become my pets
And I`m living off of grass and the drippings from my ceiling
It`s okay to eat fish `cause they don`t have any feelings
Something in the way
Something in the way
Something in the way
Something in the way
Something in the way
Something in the way
Something in the way
Something in the way