Music or Sex Song

I don't really care about the people in the back
With their hair and shoes intact
With their upkept nails, fuck that,
I prefer it where the party's at:
Chicks and dudes who don't care about their hair and shoes
Acting real rude, bad attitude

And if you want me to then yeah
But I don't really know about it yet
And if you want me to then yeah

God is on my side
I can feel it in my bones
I can feel it in my body
I can talk about it but I do not want to
I'm alone in my room it is so fun
I could be with you as one, I could be with you as one

But I don't really know about it yet
And if you want me to then yeah

Wait fix my back
Break my body into pieces and then make a Cadillac
Of a girl with what you find
Without all of the things I lack...
Little slimmer in the shoulders
And more prone to fighting back
So when he asks me to give him head
I just treat him like a fag
Insofar as I wish he did not exist
He makes me mad
I give him a little kiss after we both leave very glad
For a pleasant interaction and I go about my day and stuff

And in the background
I keep it going
Music in my head like it's the ocean
In a seashell, I'm doing well now
Being real productive when I rock out
Is that a joke line, or a real one?
So deep in this shit that that's a hard call
I'm playing hardball on the playground
They don't see I'm pretty with a new sound
Like, I'll be around, but not for that long
And if I am it's probably just to sing songs
And if I crack some and show some weakness
Patch it up and say it's just performance

Fix my back
Bend over chairs and tables, beds,
And on top of your lap
Level with me, tip me over,
And then set a little trap
That I let myself fall into
And then give a little slack...
How's that?