Have you ever… stabbed somebody in the back with a pencil?
I did, as a kid on the playground I went mental
In the sandbox, punk tried to take over my sand-castle
Blood pourin out his back, the bland asshole
In charge of us sauntered over…
Looked down at the blood, sand and tears then he told us…
“Your time and your effort is a waste” he said as his sneer turned into a frown
“Over the years let me tell you what I found…”
As he kicked our sandcastle to the ground
“It all falls away…”
When that alarm clock goеs off in the morning, it’s like a warnin’
God’s comin after mе
He’s tryin to bury me in dirt, bury me in hurt
Bury me in bills so that I die with unrecognized skills (Huh!)
And he’s got an army of techniques at his disposal
From rubbers with holes to unholy ho’s that’ll…
Distract me with they’re tight jeans
But the biggest tool he’s got is an idiot machine
And he seems to have planted it next to my apartment
Cause’ every damn day, motherfuckers start shit
From brain-dead cops to lame-headed wops tryin to be like Lucky Lucianos, Wannabe Sopranos
And they comin at me like “RRRRAAWR”
“Motherfucker move yer car!” And I’m like
“If you don’t want my black boot up in your shiny tracksuit, Or my piece of c-r-a-p runnin up against your shiny new SUV, You should keep your shiny, spiked head the fuck away from me!”
But what’s forgotten tomorrow’s Hell today so I hear that voice in my head say…
That it all falls away
And it all falls away
And it all falls away
And it all falls away
And it all falls away
I awaken to a world that daily spills 100 swimming pools of blood
And has got 100 grinning fools with crud to sell me
Who constantly yell to me that they have nothing to tell me
As I press through this mess of soul-less sacks of flesh
My soul’s a saxophone-less mess of stress
And I know, I won’t rest until I rest in pieces
Beneath this, meaningless, streaming piss
That falls from the sky, I wonder why must I wonder why can’t I…
Be more like one of those stoners I knew in high school
Walk around just another happy, high fool
Cause this boulder on my shoulder gets heavier as I get older
And my yearning for goals is like burning coals
Turning and churning, in my stomach burning holes
While I lust after them like girls squirming on poles
But even as I struggle to climb one stinkin rung of that ladder each day
I wonder, what’s the friggin point, as I hear that voice in my head say…
That it all falls away
And it all falls away
And it all falls away
And it all falls away
And it all falls away
I got so much accomplished today, in the 50’s you could say
I was feeling nifty and gay
As I sashay, cause I’m feelin so good, kid
I got lazy and cut through that lil’ park in Bushwick… to save time
But it’s later than nine and I wish that I’d gone sooner than later cause I’m…
Getting surrounded by a crazy bunch, stinkin of OE 40 lunch
And crazy wit blunts and not lookin’ quite like the Brady Bunch
And I got a not so crazy hunch that I’ma hear it
“COME’ERE KID!”
It started with a smack and then a kick, things went black and the pavement came quick
My life swam around me, bubbled up and drown me
In its own existence, of limitless images
I saw myself as a kid with my first baseball glove
My first fight with my first bully felt my first shove
My first kiss with Shari Zimmerman, I thought it was love
As the punches they flew, I looked down from above
At the scene of my dad drivin’ away as he’s leavin’
My mom at her dad’s funeral the tears streamin’
The kid I found who fell four stories barely breathin’
Myself on the Brooklyn sidewalk getting beaten
And I thought, “Who cares if I’m in the hospital tomorrow or end in sorrow here today…
When it’s all just gonna end up, all the same anyway?”
Cause it all falls away…
And it all falls away
And it all falls away
And it all falls away
And it all falls away
And it all falls away
And it all falls away
And it all falls away
And it all falls away
And it all falls away
