Possessions never meant anything to me
I'm not crazy!
Well that's not true, I've got a bed and a guitar
And a dog named Bob who pisses on my floor
That's right, I've got a floor
So what, so what, so what???
I've got pockets full of kleenex and lint and holes
Where everything important to me seems to fall right down my leg
and on to the floor ...
My closest friend linoleum
Linoleum!
Supports my head, gives me something to believe ...
That's me on the beachside combing the sand
Metal meter in my hand
Sporting a pocket full of SHIT
That's me on the street with a violin under my chin
Playing with a grin, singing jiddish
That's me on the back of the bus
That's me in the cell
That's me inside your head
That's me inside your head ...
That's me inside your head!