Hershel Thursday - Donovan Wolfington

The actress never gives good advice

But still you listen to her bullshit every night

And I’m just sitting flicking through channels now

There’s nothing on anyhow

I’ll let you in and you could be my vice

We could dress up and pretend all night

And I’ll be sitting waiting in the backroom now

Wondering why things never work out

I’ll let you in

Figure out what it takes to be your friend

I’ll let go

Call my doctor and tell him I’m coming home

You call this a home

Your bones are brittle;

your eyes are sockets of fat

Your skin feels nice but there is a product for that

And I’m just sitting wait on the Baptist

That sad fucker is radioactive

I’ll let you in

Figure out what it takes to be your friend

I’ll let go

Call my doctor and tell him I’m coming home

You call this a home