No More Refills - Tub Ring

Two times

I’ve been here before

And not like these things

Affect but sometimes

The process of thought

Can make me dream up

What I think are the equations

To the logical steps to

Purification of myself

The other day I stopped into

A coffee shop because

I was feeling deep

And I had time to ponder

Verbal stimulation

By acting so naive

Before my ignorance is called on

It’s almost time to leave

Name dropping authors

Of books that go unread

I think the caffeine is effecting

What’s running through my head, hey

Once again

It seems to never end

When all I wanted was a good time

Good time

To share with my friends

Philosophic prattle

That makes me go insane

A self inflicted situation

So I’m the one to blame

It’s what I need

Was just some sleep

Three times

I’ve been here before

And not like these things

Affect but sometimes

The process of thought

Can make me dream up

What I think are the equations

To the logical steps to

Purification of myself

It’s four A.M.

and I can hear

The chirping of the birds

That come from outside

I guess that that’s a warning

Over winded poets

Whose banter make me sick

A metaphoric disposition

And their heads are just as thick

Random spoken words

Epidemic of Tourette’s

Spoken through the haze

From the smoke of cigarettes, hey

Once again

It seems to never end

When all I wanted was a good time

Good time

To share with my friends

Philosophic prattle

That makes me go insane

A self inflicted situation

So I’m the one to blame

It’s what I need

Was just some sleep

It’s what I need

It’s what I need

Which isn’t sleep

So I say «No more refills»

Once again

It seems to never end

When all I wanted was a good time

Good time

To share with my friends

Horrid starving artists

And their vision just as bland

Who feel the world is so below them

'Cause no one understands