Sheet Rocker

See me drivin down the street,

I'm bored with looking good.
I got both hands off the wheel,

The cops are coming.
I'm listening to the music with no fear,
You can hear it too if your sincere...

Coz I'm a sheet rocker yes I am.
Well I'm a sheet rocker yes I am.
Coz I'm a sheet rocker yes I am.
Well I'm a sheet rocker yes I am.

I see you stagger in the street,
And you can't stay on your feet.
And your faking in your sleep,
You wish that you were deep.
You can't hear me laughing to myself,
If you could you would be someone else.

Coz I'm a sheet rocker yes I am.
Well I'm a sheet rocker yes I am.
Coz I'm a sheet rocker yes I am.
Well I'm a sheet rocker yes I am.

See me die on bleaker street,
I'm bored with being god,
See me sneering in my car,
I'm driving to my star.

I'm listening to the music with no fear,
You can hear it too if your sincere...


Coz I'm a sheet rocker yes I am.
Well I'm a sheet rocker yes I am.
Coz I'm a sheet rocker yes I am.
Well I'm a sheet rocker yes I am.

Coz I'm a sheet rocker yes I am.
Well I'm a sheet rocker yes I am.

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Still in Indiana, staying an extra day... dry walling....

My back, hands, knees, feet, and all muscles hurt...

I accidently drank chew spit today, i grabbed the wrong bottle.

Be careful of that, its hard on the tummy box, now my tummy box is broken.

To top it off... i have no bed to sleep on... rob is farty... seth is moany... they are both hairy... both sleeping in the very middle of their beds... whats a cracker to do?