paroles de chanson Doin' The Cockroach - Modest Mouse
I
was
in
heaven,
I
was
in
hell,
believe
in
neither
but
fear
them
as
well
This
one′s
a
doctor,
this
one's
a
lawyer,
this
one′s
a
cash
fiend
taking
your
money
Back
of
the
Metro,
ride
on
the
Greyhound,
drunk
on
the
Amtrak,
please
shut
up
Another
rider,
he
was
a
talker
talking
about
TV,
please
shut
up
This
one's
a
crazer,
daydreaming
disaster
the
origin
of
junk
food,
rutting
through
garbage
Tasty
but
worthless,
dogs
eat
their
own
shit
we're
doing
the
cockroach,
yeah
Doin′
the
cockroach
yeah,
doin′
the
cockroach
yeah,
yeah
alright
not
bad
Doin'
the
cockroach
yeah,
doin′
the
cockroach
yeah,
yeah
alright
not
bad
Doin'
the
cockroach
yeah,
doin′
the
cockroach
yeah,
yeah
alright
not
bad,
not
bad
at
all
One
year,
twenty
years,
forty
years,
fifty
years
down
the
road
in
your
life
You'll
look
in
the
mirror
and
say
My
parents
are
still
alive
You
move
your
mouth,
you
shake
your
tongue
you
vibrate
my
eardrums
You′re
saying
words
But
you
know
I
ain't
listening
You're
walking
down
the
street
your
face,
your
lips,
your
hips,
your
eyes,
they
meet
You′re
not
hungry
though
Well
late
last
winter
down
below
the
equator
they
had
a
summer
that
would
make
you
blister
Oh,
my
mind
is
all
made
up
so
I′ll
have
to
sleep
in
it
Well
late
last
winter
down
below
the
equator
they
had
a
summer
that
would
make
you
blister
Oh,
my
mind
is
all
made
up
so
I'll
have
to
sleep
in
it
Well
late
last
winter
down
below
the
equator
they
had
a
summer
that
would
make
you
blister
And
oh,
my
mind
is
all,
oh,
my
mind
is
all
oh,
my
mind
is
all
made
up
so
I′ll
have
to
sleep
in
it
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