Sludge. Smile; this is the life Low wage apartments full of greasy hypocrites. The thought blows away as a car plows by, leaving sludge along half my bottom half You weren't even thinking when you thought that. You'd be thinking here, today, at this moment. Caught on the wind, your breath blew along C'est la vie. Ma vie. I've got grates to climb, issues to read, nachos to eat. Basking in the sun; there's nothing too wet to dry You can't figure how to. Ride flights for roller coasters. Like what you saw? On that night, when the lights were out, but you only fled through curvy streets Enough!