Arm Around Your Sadness

Keep your arm around your sadness He’s no enemy We’ve been hiding inside Watching daytime tv He thinks the dad is Kevin I think that it’s Joe We’ve been talking about this shit Since I was seven years old We must have ordered something There’s a man at the door Some vegetable peeler thing I don’t recall ordering Signed my name in a straight line And gave back the pen You could tell by the way he said “good day” He wasn’t lost again All around you sadness All around you madness Talking to the chemist I made up some lie That I require no prescription Because I’m American I said I’d phone the doctor But I went and got pissed My buddy looked at me and said “At least we don’t exist” All around you sadness All around you madness We went to bed together And dreamt of my dad Kings of the night Pawns of the dawn Coming down for breakfast There’s not much to enjoy But we can’t wait to see Judge Judy Crush this little boy