[Written by Beck Hansen]

I'm down and this town is a nuisance 
It'll put your backbone all [bad word] 
With the area code of a [bad word] 
I'm fluent in the hazards of love 

Feed a warrant to a billy goat 
Fix the spelling on a suicide note 
get-well card from a holy ghost 
To a begger who smells like a rose 

I'm down and I feel like a loner 
There's a skyscraper city below her 
I wanna feed my heart to a cobra 
'Cause nothing ever happens to me 

Like a blessing disguised as a curse 
Like a sermon [bad word] out of words 
Like a cage that can't keep any birds 
I can't keep my arms around you 

I'm down, I'm down and this town is a backdrop 
back road over a roadblock 
With a debutante in a tanktop 
Who's telling me how to be free 

Like a prayer in a personal ad 
Like a knife in a broken back 
Learn to love what you can't get rid of 
Before it gets rid of you
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