Lyrics Meant For Livin' - Mondo Cozmo

Meant For Livin'

Pay your taxes, send your faxes, wash your hands and mend your fences
Conversations, limitations, speculation at the stations
Pay to Caesar what is Caesar’s, all the meat inside your freezer
I’ve been waving to the neighbors, I’ve been looking for the answers
Say a prayer for Momma’s wears and here’s to hoping that you get out alive
Do your drugs and pray to Jesus, brush your teeth and take your meetings
Revelations, compensation, memories of masturbation
Tell the reaper to come meet us in the library of Congress
I’ll be sittin' with Johanna, we’ll be smoking marijuana
Say a prayer for Momma’s wears and here’s to hoping that you get out alive
Watch the stars and watch your drinking.
Go for walks and find religion
Recovering the simple dreams of modern men in stretch jeans
Tell your lover that you love her, hold her hand when you discover
That dreams are meant for dreamin' and life is meant for livin'
Say a prayer for Momma’s wears and here’s to hoping that you get out alive
Be a whore and be a miser, tie your shoes and be a liar
Memories of simple things and pretty girls in magazines
Any fool can speak the truth when he’s screamin' from a roof
I’ll be pushing through the mire cause god loves a trier
Say a prayer for Momma’s wears and here’s to hoping that you get out alive
Say a prayer for Momma’s wears and here’s to hoping that you get out alive
Say a prayer for Momma’s wears and here’s to hoping that you get out alive