Lyrics Doin' the Cockroach - Modest Mouse

Doin' the Cockroach

I was in heaven
I was in hell
Believe in neither
But fear them as well
This ones a doctor
This ones a lawyer
This ones 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 ones a crazer
Daydreaming disaster
The origin of junk food
Rutting through garbage
Tasty but worthless
Dogs eat their own shit
Were doing the cockroach yeah
Doin the cockroach yeah
Doin the cockroach yeah (alright, not bad) (x3)
One year
Twenty years
Forty years
Fifty years
Down the road in your life
Youll look in the mirror
And say, «my parents are still alive.»
You move your mouth
You shake your tongue
You vibrate my eardrums
Youre saying words
But you know I aint listening
Youre walking down the street
Your face
Your lips
Your hips
Your eyes
They meet
Youre 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 Ill have to sleep in it (x3)