Left flipper Ferris, fake music on the walls.
Hot nectar on knives. We came alive.
It shouldn’t make any sense.
Graceland with the giants. ‘We’re closed’ walk-thrus.
Open the cooler, we all wanna die.
It shouldn’t make any sense.
Get out and live life everywhere.
Nothing’s real when you aren’t there.
If you want to know,
Go.
Nonsense makes sense when you’re living.
Mammoth on a canvas, Vitamin carries the weight.
Stolen cart, campground. We found our guy.
It shouldn’t make any sense.
A simple question, ‘carrot?’ Out of my house.
The man, the myth, the genie. Whose laughs will never die.
It shouldn’t make any sense.
this is your life chuck johnson 