Five to six years, I read. Five years to get your ass in check
before you leave your keys in the mailbox and you drive away.
While heaven’s gone, the bank made god your predatory lone shark,
selling all the babies little pieces of USA.

I’m drinking milk and I’m lifting weights to make my heart like tectonic plates.
If Satan finds me, I hope he’ll pay no mind to me.
Forgoing handshakes for balling fists
in the upcoming tectonic shift. Oh heaven help me, you know she’ll
be so kind to me

Be so kind to me
Be so kind to me

An old, conservative white-wash was all the change we needed.
I’m a stock portfolio on Styrofoam paper plates.
Gradually, all will learn to be Ronald McDonald Ronald Reagan.
Exercise your right to vote for your right to vote for four more years in this state.

Feel the ground shakin’, it’s violent and earthquakin’
If you listen closly you can hear the sounds of hearts breaking
Mob bosses working at the bank and from my line
I can only get an APR that hits the skyline
Lost the deposit when human nature returns
Cutting stars into my sideburns, yo, when will he learn?
When will you be with me? I’ll cover the rent
And I will never ever tell ya when I do not have a cent
Haha

I’m learning metric and saying grace
doing karate and saving face
converting dollars into
foreign currency

My mother’s ceiling. My father’s floor.
My uncle’s Commodore 64. Oh!
Heaven help me. You know she’ll
be so kind to me.

Full moon sets the stage, got a bowl full of Fruit Loops
I plug into the universe and show off all my moves
No more can ya learn, you’re long in the tooth
And please don’t pull out and shoot because I told ya the truth
May not be simple baby but it get easier
When the things that you see in her don’t make her superior
(Hell no!)
Can’t change that she’s sharing a breath
But you can rip apart the plates until nobody is left

Be so kind to me.