The twenty-first track off the 3rd Andy the Doorbum full length "Art is Shit"
This is a love song for cigarettes
Because I need them.
Addictions are better than mouths to feed
So I'll be the one to feed them.
And the man standing in your living room
Warned me not to say this
But my head's been fucked up way too long to find it
Within myself to be embarrassed.
And I must admit that I blushed a bit
At something so fucking hopeless.
Though it may have been the saddest thing
That he had ever witnessed.
So I'll be sweet to him until he rots away.
I will be lenient so long as it suits me.
But if he falls asleep he'll never wake again.
I've got this plastic bag with the power to hush anything.
Especially men trapped in your living room.
And he said yesterday was the happiest day
He'll ever want to forget
But this morning just got worse and worse
And tomorrow's not even here yet.
So we talked on love and substances
That convert the heart to an addict.
And it all hit home quite perfectly
When he bummed my last cigarette from me.
So I will hide from him until he comes this way.
Then I will kiss his mouth with a ceramic ashtray.
And if that puts him out he'll never wake again.
Its time he learned that love and addiction can conquer anything.
Especially men who discover me in their living room.
from Art is Shit,
released April 10, 2009
Written, Recorded, and Performed by Andy the Doorbum.