From the recording Half Baked
Lyrics
There’s ink spilled
On the ground
There’s a stain from a coffee
on a page labeled lost and found
Ain’t no one
Gonna figure it out
All the money’s gone, they’ve said so long,
there’s nothing left to talk about
Empty pages
Vacant Hollywood faces
All the doors are locked
All the words are so fucking blocked
Lately, I’ve been feeling like a script without appeal
And I can’t find a way to change the TV
Things are jumping back and forth
this plot won’t give me no remorse
Why can’t these writers figure out you and me
And this half-baked love story
Half baked mystery
Half-baked love story
Half baked mystery
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Lately, I’ve been feeling like a script without appeal
And I can’t find a way to change the TV
Things are jumping back and forth
this plot won’t give me no remorse
Why can’t these writers figure out you and me
And this half-baked love story
Half baked mystery
Half-baked love story
Half baked mystery