[Verse 1]
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?
[Verse 2]
I've got pockets full of
Kleenex, and lint and holes
Where everything important to me
Just seems to fall right down my leg
And onto the floor
My closest friend, Linoleum
[Chorus]
Linoleum, supports my head
Gives me something to believe
[Bridge]
That's me on the beachside, combin' the sand
Metal meter in my hand
Sportin' a pocket full of change
That's me in the street with a violin under my chin
Playin' with a grin
Singin' gibberish
[Outro]
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
Lyrics provided by LRCLIB
