I'm surrounded by poets
They kick me in the face
And my apathy just blossoms
Every time they coin a phrase
Takes a lot to get going
When there's nowhere to be
So I just write myself a hole
Jump in and break both of my feet
Now the cops are taking over Bleeker Street
And I could not care less if it were me
She said "Blow up your world"
"Blow it all to bits"
And then she handed me some dynamite
Said "Don't ever quit"
I've really let myself down
I'd make it right if I could
But I repeatedly offend my heart
And axe my soul like wood
Now the guggers on the elm can smell my wolf
'Cause I pretend like I'm the one who's cursed
Livin, livin is easy for everyone
Livin, livin is easy for everyone
For everyone
For everyone