Sockhead - Destructo Disk

Just got back from philly

It’s two am

I wonder how you’re holding up at your sisters house

We stopped by a record store on the way there

You didn’t say much things were going through your head

Your brothers are in delaware

You’re alone in the city, in your mother’s house

The one you called your second home

I’m sorry that she’s gone, we don’t have to talk about it

But you know you’re always welcome to stay here in the basement

We listen to weezer, i put in pinkerton

Rivers cuomo understands the situation

Celebrate your birthday two days ahead

Smoked a bunch of pot so you could get these thoughts out of your head

But you let them in

What’s the point of being in a punk rock band without your best friend?

He always wears that stupid hat

I don’t know what it’s like under that sock head

Cancer is a bitch, now i’m playing a show alone

He turns 19 years old today at his mother funeral

Just got off the phone with him

He’s doing ok, safe in philadelphia with his philly cheese steaks

Cancer is a bitch, just like your ex girlfriend

What’s the point of punk rock, if you don’t have your best friend