An Evening of Extraordinary Circumstance - The Lawrence Arms

Tonight I’ll sit around pushing my shit down the drain

Using a plunger and a clothespin while I wrangle with the chain

Tonight I’ll have potato chips

Watch my favorite shows

Then watch some infomercials

Then watch some TV snow

Tonight I’ll have 9 or 10 beers

Tonight I’ll talk on the telephone mindlessly until my ear

Burns from the feeling from the strain of active nothing

Tonight I’ll avoid my hopes and fears

Tonight I’ll play shitloads of video games

Tonight I’ll decide too late to go get on the train

And play out my stupid, misguided version of fun

Tonight I’ll get stupid fucking drunk

And be an idiot, ashamed of what I’ve done

Tonight I’ll bang out another shitty song that’s unsatisfying

It’s been so fucking long

Since it really felt any other way

Tonight I’ll crumple up these lyrics

And throw them away

Tonight I’ll make promises I know I’ll never keep

Tonight I’ll talk on the telephone wishing I had the energy to sleep

Tonight I’ll sit around and bitch

Tonight I’ll get hungry staring at the mustard in my empty fridge

Maybe tomorrow I won’t smoke no cigarettes

Maybe tomorrow I won’t look back on tonight with vomit soaked regrets

Maybe tomorrow I won’t drown myself in spite

Maybe tomorrow I could try

And tomorrow could be better than tonight

Sleep well and dream

Plastic pillows that give way to someplace green

Sleep well and dream