Northway - Drug Church

Homecoming parade

Float blows through the stockade

Crowd crushed by the sheer weight

Of their own Division III Football Team

But I won’t be at the wake

The funeral I can’t make

Though I’m told there’s a lunch buffet

And it’s hard to say no to a free meal

Under the bridge smoking weed

You hear the news and then you think

An arrow to the heart of what I hated

The head torn off of the thing I can’t stand

The plug pulled on the source of my trouble

Now I’ll fake my death and head out West and put this shit behind me

Under the bridge smoking weed

You hear the news and then you think

An arrow to the heart of what I hated

The head torn off of the thing I can’t stand

The plug pulled on the source of my trouble

Now I’ll fake my death and head out West and put this shit behind me

But it’s the same

Same dirt, same sun

Different you?

Good fucking luck

But it’s the same

Same dirt, same sun

Different you?

What’s the problem?

This should work, what’s the problem?

What’s the problem?

This should work, what’s the problem?

What’s the problem?

This should work, what’s the problem?

What’s the problem?

This should work, what’s the problem now?