A Tear for Eddie - Ween

Miscellaneous

Exactly Where I’m A

Let’s begin

With the past in front

And all the things

You really don’t care about now

It’d be exactly where I’m at

And to think

You got a grip

Look at yourself

Your lips are like two flaps of fat

They go front and back and flappity flap

I’m all staged

It’s all an act

I’m really scared that I may fall back on the abstract

It’d be exactly where I’m at

If you’re to be

The roaming eye

Pry it open and let me tell you why it sees

The harsh realities