Crazy Fucker - Elliott Smith

He’s a busted main line but you ought to hear him out

Bleeding fortified wine out of the injury that I call my mouth

Trying to insult some crazy fucker from the south

Whose arrow comes to pick me out

And so I’m waiting for a shot of white noise

I don’t want to hear no stupid screaming little half-assed middle-class boy

Because I’ve got a headache

And I’m already full of useless stories

Erin, come pick me out

Because I’ve got a headache

And I’m already full of these useless stories

So Erin, come on, pick me out

Erin, come on, pick me out

A broken arrow