Couldn't Change the Skin That's on My Back

Better off forgotten that remembered as a guy
I was drinking feeling sicker southern sun still in the sky
I was walking thru the park oh there was nothing on my mind
I stopped for a minute to make small talk with some guy

Said couldn't change the skin that's on my back
Imagine that imagine that

Waxing pizza pie and little lights that line the trees
Illuminate the faces of men trying to kick it with me
I'm standing in the deli I of course am the meat
Use to sing a different sort of song about those trees

Said couldn't change the skin that's on my back
Imagine that imagine that

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