Le plastique c'est fantastique

Possessions never meant anything to me
I'm not crazy
Well that's not true, I've got a bed,
And a guitar
And a dog named Bob who pisses on my floor
That's right, I've got a floor
So what,
So what
So what?

I've got
Pockets full of
Kleenex and lint and holes where everything important to me
Just seems to fall right down my leg
And on to the floor

My closest friend linoleum
Linoleum

Supports my head
Gives me something to believe

That's me
On the beachside combing the sand
Metal meter in my hand
Sporting a pocket full of change
That's me on the street with a violin under my chin
Playing with a grin
Singing gibberish

That's me on the back of the bus
That's me in the cell
That's me inside your head
That's me inside your head

That's me inside your head!

Linoleum - NOFX