Open up the door
Lay the orange juice on the floor
Were having a picnic on the other side of town
Theres sleeping bags and fire
And its getting down to the wire
So grab yourself a spot and settle down awhile
cause its getting hard to think
And my clothes are starting to shrink
And the moon is saggin down like a metal ball
And the world is a holiday
Smokin in an old ashtray
They just blow it out their nose and say ok
So lets try to make it last
The past is still the past
And tomorrow is just another crazy scam
