Lunch at Laird's Lyrics

It's cool your mom gets wasted all the time

When she's tattooed to the tv room with her fingers over you

It's cool but at what cost dear to her mind

Is this the aftershell that she's pissed as hell or is this something you do

Sleepyhate, I will drag

Phoebe down with me

And she's saying all I need for my love is a place to sit down, sit down

The odd catalog and dumbshit dog to pound

Cause I bet she gets so scared when you're not around

How many movie stars helped her along when she was young, she thought it all was true

It's cool your mom gets wasted all the time

When she's tattooed to the tv room with her fingers over you

Do not

Be ashamed of what you are

This is a passing spell just free yourself

It all works out too soon

Sleepyhate,

I will drag

Phoebe

Here kitty

The movie stars are dead and gone

You turn them on and like monsters they come out for you