Falling Knives

Crush up that tablet I don't have an appetite For years I've always tried To catch these falling knives I've formed a habit Of not taking sound advice Veneered by ashtray smoke And all these flying kites Turn out the bright lights Hear what I've got to say Once in a lifetime Everything goes my way Don't waste a crisis It's not always like this Get compensated for your loss Your face is priceless I'll call you my highness Hang me up upon your cross Write elevator music For the girl next door Last time I played that song She was screaming out for more Can't notch a bedpost With your mattress on the floor He goes for hours And you can't walk to the store Turn out the bright lights Hear what I've got to say Once in a lifetime Everything goes my way Don't waste a crisis It's not always like this Get compensated for your loss Your face is priceless I'll call you my highness Hang me up upon your cross Go flush that tablet Now I've fed my appetite