I keep it goin' day by day, Drink my coffee, smile and say, "Doin' fine... how's it treatin' you?" My smile comes from a movie scene, Words from Sunday's magazine, Who I am, I only wish I knew.
(Chorus): I wanna fish and get fat, I'm done with all of that! I wanna fish and get fat... I ain't comin' back!
I'm movin' backward stride by stride, I'm sliced I'm diced, I'm crispy fried City's closin' in on me The windows to my soul are sad reflections of a billboard ad: Buy one now and get another free!
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I'm genuine synthetic fake, lock me up and let me bake, Turn me over now, I think I'm done, Sprinkle me with MSG, a word or two of sympathy, Slap me 'round and throw me in a bun!
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River river, wash me clean, carry me away. River river, wash me clean, carry me away. River river, wash me clean, carry me away. River river, wash me clean... 'cause I can't stand another lousy day!
I move my mouth, the words come out, First a whisper, then a shout, No one hears a thing I have to say, The sell-by date stamped on my neck is out of date, but what the heck No one's buying anything today!