Lyrics Soul Coughing – Fully Retractable

Shooed out like a housefly
This house was half my mind
I don’t dispute the doubts you’ve outlined
But it’s my right to waste your time

And these things, it stands to reason
These things won’t kill me
Your feelings, the spattering
It bores me — don’t tell me

Burned in on the 8th of May
She was spectacular
I walked the half-moon by the bus stop
Sliding ‘cross the street to her

Three stings sequentially
Three stings won’t kill me
Your spieling, gracelessly, is my grief
Please tell me

Half-masted, bass-boosted, slingbacked, fully retractable…

Throw out the la-la by the busload
Match the photo to the description
I do indeed and shall continue
Dispatch the shiftless man to points beyond