I guess before Jed left he wrote some poems
He didn't write 'em for anyone in particular
I suppose I can show you guys one
Okay, here it goes

You said I'd wake up dead drunk, alone in the park
I called you a liar
But how right you were

Air-conditioned TV land, twenty grand, walk to the bank
With shakes from the night before
Staring at the tiki floor

Mitch
High school wedding ring, keys are under the mats
Of all of the houses here
But not the motels

I try to sing it funny like Beck, but it's bringing me down
Lower than ground
Beautiful ground

Beautiful ground

Beautiful ground

Beautiful ground

Beautiful ground, yeah

Test tones and
Failed clones and
Odd parts made you

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Writer(s): JASON LYTLE