All The Dirt

I believe

If you wanted to leave,

You would seek relief,

You would seek to alleviate.

Sell your house to the banker,

Grab your tchotchkes and papers too

Get the hell out of Madison,

All the dirt you wander through

Go and call the accountant,

Grab your dope and your shell toe shoes

Fax it off to your lawyer,

All the dirt you wander through

All of you

Floats down flat bush avenue

All run through

With all the weight of all you knew

Nobody likes you

Nobody you like likes you now