Meant For Livin' - Mondo Cozmo

Pay your taxes, send your faxes, wash your hands and mend your fences

Conversations, limitations, speculation at the stations

Pay to Caesar what is Caesar’s, all the meat inside your freezer

I’ve been waving to the neighbors, I’ve been looking for the answers

Say a prayer for Momma’s wears and here’s to hoping that you get out alive

Do your drugs and pray to Jesus, brush your teeth and take your meetings

Revelations, compensation, memories of masturbation

Tell the reaper to come meet us in the library of Congress

I’ll be sittin' with Johanna, we’ll be smoking marijuana

Say a prayer for Momma’s wears and here’s to hoping that you get out alive

Watch the stars and watch your drinking.

Go for walks and find religion

Recovering the simple dreams of modern men in stretch jeans

Tell your lover that you love her, hold her hand when you discover

That dreams are meant for dreamin' and life is meant for livin'

Say a prayer for Momma’s wears and here’s to hoping that you get out alive

Be a whore and be a miser, tie your shoes and be a liar

Memories of simple things and pretty girls in magazines

Any fool can speak the truth when he’s screamin' from a roof

I’ll be pushing through the mire cause god loves a trier

Say a prayer for Momma’s wears and here’s to hoping that you get out alive

Say a prayer for Momma’s wears and here’s to hoping that you get out alive

Say a prayer for Momma’s wears and here’s to hoping that you get out alive