On My Way

I am on my way, the T is moving slow, we’re gonna miss this fucking show, but I am on my way

We can sit under a tree, the falling leaves will bury us, a bird may shit and ruin us, are you fucking kidding me?

I don’t know where you are going, is it on the way?

Actually, I don’t give a fuck, I’m happy sitting on this bus, and we are on our way

You can ramble on, I’ll listen very close, try to make a funny joke, you’ll kill me, or laugh, who knows

There’s a fire in your eyes, my joke didn’t land, I’m a walking dead man

I’m on my way six feet underground

I don’t know where you are going, is it on the way?

Actually, I don’t give a fuck, there’s a weird guy sitting next to us, but we are on our way

When all is said and done, I’m glad we can have fun

Oh fuck I think I have the runs

Thank god this song is done

Thank god this fucking song is done