Fit

Gotta look fit, gotta look sharp Gotta get up and get dressed in the dark We're looking healthy, gone into relapse We kept together, it's some kind of synapse I hope I don't make another mistake Some other pony with a face like a strip steak I hope it shook your hands with fistfuls of glass I'm feeling lonely though, I'm glad that you asked I was affected when you cut off your hair You're sentimental in the way you don't care I only wanted to be different anyway, whatever, oh well I really don't try, I couldn't decide Between the hydrocodone and hydrochlorothiazide One kind of pressure is the same as the next Is this eviction or the opposite sex I'm not losing, unless you're losing In which case I'm losing The last traces of a decade Pictures of me grounded, surrounded in babes I was affected I was affected I was affected Gotta be fit, gotta be slick I'm gonna poke through your heart with a stick So I'd surround yourself with capable friends Surround yourself with mostly capable men One generation must be the last No one to leave you dead in the grass And there was darkness on the face of the deep Yeah, maybe lovely, yeah, and maybe oblique Yeah, there was darkness but I still couldn't sleep I was affected when you cut off your hair You're sentimental in the way you don't care I only wanted to be different anyway, whatever, oh well