Bomb The Music Industry!

I put all my books in a box
To put them in a concrete cube and
Underneath more boxes and
Hidden behind boxes
I'll get in one too

I just threw out another gift
I know it had a bit of thought but
Mary, we won't talk soon
I have no use for Crocks now
I have no use for gifts

There's gonna be piles
I'm gonna be a pack rat

Start to empty out my drawers
Start to empty out my home now
I'll have a vacant home for
The last mark of a soul

It's gonna get sadder
It's gonna get weirder
Till I'm gone
Till I'm gone
It's gonna get sadder
It's gonna get weirder
Until I'm gone now
It's kinda what I want but
Regardless thanks so much for
Letting me stay on your futon

It's gonna get sadder
It's gonna get weirder
When I'm gone
When I'm gone
It's gonna get sadder
It's gonna get weirder
When I'm gone now
I don't know what I want but
Regardless thanks a lot for
Letting me stay on the futon

I'm gone now
I wonder what I want but
Regardless thanks a lot for
Letting me stay on the futon

I put all my books in a box
To put them in a concrete cube and
Underneath more boxes and
Hidden behind boxes
I'll get in one too