Pensacola - Soul Coughing

Oh, pride is not a sin

And that’s why I have gone

On down to Wal-Mart with

My checkbook to get you some

Like waves in which you drown me, shouting…

I know you must’ve realized by now

I know you must’ve realized by now

And by the lawnchairs there

Next to the racks of guns

Your self-esteem is waiting

Canned up in aluminum

Like waves in which you drown me, shouting…

I know you must’ve realized by now

I know you must’ve realized by now