[Verse 1]
Two ear plugs, a now dead bug, a black cat mid sneeze, an old picture of me
Snake plant, slippers, and house keys
The couch I slept on most of 2019

The clang of the gate
My feet on the way
The door where my vices stay
The recycling plant
An unwashed man
Pretty soon the Little Debbie in my hand

[Verse 2]
I kept a bag on my head
Of either paper or plastic
Existentially non-committal
And my moods are elastic

Like Ram Dass taking dick pics
Or a platypus to use wildlife
I am changed at my fundamental
But not quite free of a past strife

5 things you can touch
4 things you can see
3 you can hеar
2 you can smell
1 you can taste
Now you’re groundеd just like me
[Verse 3]
We wanna know capital double "u" why?
How to get a transcendentally clear-headed high
We wanna stop clinging to uppercase I’s
And stop contemplating the rub of our thighs
In lieu of flowers, they can pour jewels in my open casket
Leave it near the windows
And let nature have at it

Are we active cultures?
Have we been made the vultures?

I came to already crowned
With a halo of fungi
I've gathered so much moss
You know, I used to be such a fun guy