Don't you need me, oh baby boy, cause I'm so happy without your noise. Baby, now my head is on backwards, and my feet at funny angles. And every time I take a step, I'm moving forwards faster. And lately I can take it, baby, now my body's intact and in an ordinary fashion. And everything I tried to leave behind is still beside us. And lately I can take it. Leftover breakfast, cereal for lunch. She's broken, but she's fun. My girl eats mayonnaise from a jar while she's getting placed. Don't you need me, oh baby boy, cause I'm so happy without your noise. Lazy, and lying on your belly, with a super-pumped cola. Looking at your phony clothes you worn for three days over. With a cookie and a coaster, maybe. I wish I could remold you, to vertical encoder. But you turn to styrofoam, and so it hurts to say it's hopeless. When you ain't gonna make it. Leftover breakfast, cereal for lunch. She's broken, but she's fun. My girl eats mayonnaise from a jar while she's getting placed. She's drunk on old cartoons, liquid TV afternoons. Sometimes it makes me laugh, sometimes it makes me sad. Don't you need me, oh baby boy, cause I'm so happy without your noise. Don't you need me, oh baby boy, cause I'm so happy without your noise. Baby, when my head is on backwards. Baby, when my head is on backwards. Baby, when my head is on backwards. Baby, when my head is on backwards. I'm so happy. Baby boy. I'm so happy. Without your noise.
