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