Zticking It Lyrics & Chords By George Costanza

Touching warm dog shit through the holes of a plastic bag. Looking over my shoulder as the mailboxes turn into people. There are no people around. Goddamn right I'll miss this place,...read more

A possible action: This borders on crazy, but I'm feeling at the end of my rope. I stumble into your house while everyone's sleeping. I crawl into your bed so I can begin...read more

You bastards, you cowards. Why don't you do something? Slowly I'll die and now without pain. There is no cure. Just a pat on the back to help me get used to it. No. No,...read more

Hey. I'm dazed on your front lawn tonight. I'll drive home screaming At the Drive-In. I've been driving this thing for too long, and on and on and the point is etc. I will explode if I...read more

we're strangers! we're playing twenty questions, we're fucking, falling in love, we're fucking falling apart. soon we're just strangers with history. i keep...read more