Underneath the bridge, tarp has sprung a leak
And the animals I've trapped have all become my pets
And I'm living off of grass, and the drippings from my ceiling
It's OK to eat fish 'cause they don't have any feelings
Something in the way, hmm-mmm
Something in the way, yeah, hmm-mmm
Something in the way, hmm-mmm
Something in the way, yeah, hmm-mmm
Something in the way, hmm-mmm
Something in the way, yeah, hmm-mmm
Underneath the bridge, tarp has sprung a leak
And the animals I've trapped have all become my pets
And I'm living off of grass, and the drippings from my ceiling
It's OK to eat fish 'cause they don't have any feelings
Something in the way, hmm-mmm
Something in the way, yeah, hmm-mmm
Something in the way, hmm-mmm
Something in the way, yeah, hmm-mmm
Something in the way, hmm-mmm
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