Stuart and the avenue
Ripping up my transfer
And a photograph of you
Youre a blur of my dead past and rotting existance
As I stand laughing on the corner of insignificance
Destiny is dead
In the hands of bad luck
Before it might have made some sense
But now its all fucked up
Seasons change as well as minds
And Im a two faced clown
Youre mommys little nightmare
Driving daddys car around
Im beat down and half brain dead
The long lost king of fools
I may be dumb
But Im not stupid enough to stay with you