"so sorry about your loss."
"I heard the news."
"you'll be on your feet soon."
This is not a layoff, it's a scratch off
A jackpot, a furlough.
A royal flush that clogged the drain of my inevitable change.
Passing on, passing through, passing you, pass it on, pass it back.
Watch it fall, cause we've been long gone.
My alarm clock's been unplugged since November.
Been broke since December. But I'll be happy come January.
Not unlike an adolescent strung out on daylight fighting the sunset.
this time we'll play through the night, I've got no curfew this time.
My life's not in a bank gaining interest, losing interest.
It's in this van, in this can, on your finger. Set the rest on fire.
Not a layoff, a scratch off, a jackpot, a furlough. A brazen vacation.
Put that in your 401K.