The Itch

Stone man's days like a rolling wave

It goes on and cannot break

It's a fat stone to be skipping

One foot in the quicksand

All his friends got the itch as well

Some lost, some cannot tell well, well

Too young to be working

And too old to be bitching

Well, there ain't no use in knowing what to do or when

'Cause we'll never know how

And we'll never not care

Started weirding me out

Are we really all there?

But don't act confused

I stand by you

Tossing our youth

Are we really all there?

Never not scare, but we're happy as hell

A rained-out show and a borrowed van

Off to a cheap hotel

We all got stoned just to sneak in

They left fruit in the kitchen

And all my friends got the itch as well

Take, take, to please yourself

It's a fat stone to be skipping

With one foot as we kick

'Cause we'll never know how

And we'll never not care

Started weirding me out

Are we really all there?

But don't act confused

I stand by you

Tossing our youth

Are we really all there?

Never not scare, but we're happy as hell

Asking myself, hey

The car, the couch, the floor, the shame

Call around a place to stay

Caught pissing in a parking space

Cops, listen, I'm a waste away

And we'll never not care

Started weirding me out

Are we really all there?

But don't act confused

I stand by you

Tossing our youth

Are we really all there?

Asking myself, but we're happy as hell