Possessions never meant anything to me
I'm not crazy
Well that's not true, I've got a bed
A guitar and a dog named Bob who pisses on my floor
That's right, I've got a floor
So what, so what, so what?
I've got
Pockets full of Kleenex and lint and holes
Where everything important to me
Just seems to fall right down my leg
And onto the floor
My closest friend linoleum
Linoleum