Doin' the Cockroach - Modest Mouse

I was in heaven

I was in hell

Believe in neither

But fear them as well

This ones a doctor

This ones a lawyer

This ones a cash fiend

Taking your money

Back of the metro

Ride on the greyhound

Drunk on the amtrak

Please shut up Another rider

He was a talker

Talking about tv Please shut up This ones a crazer

Daydreaming disaster

The origin of junk food

Rutting through garbage

Tasty but worthless

Dogs eat their own shit

Were doing the cockroach yeah

Doin the cockroach yeah

Doin the cockroach yeah (alright, not bad) (x3)

One year

Twenty years

Forty years

Fifty years

Down the road in your life

Youll look in the mirror

And say, «my parents are still alive.»

You move your mouth

You shake your tongue

You vibrate my eardrums

Youre saying words

But you know I aint listening

Youre walking down the street

Your face

Your lips

Your hips

Your eyes

They meet

Youre not hungry though

Well late last winter

Down below the equator

They had a summer that would make you blister

Oh my mind is all made up So Ill have to sleep in it (x3)