Dyin For The Quarter

twin deceiver
unbeliever here i am
got no horizons, stuck with me eyes on
where i am
i never wanted to like the others do
never want to think like you want me to
i do anything i want to
don’t ask why when the sun don’t shine
do anything i have to and
i don’t mind if i never get around to wynona
i’ll wait for wynona
dying for the quarter

floating or sinking don’t get round to thinking which it is
sit like a beggar at an eighty gig Sega
and ride the whizz
you never have to live like the others do
you never have to look like they want you to
i do anything i want to
‘cause i don’t mind if the sun don’t shine
do anything i have to
and don’t ask why would you want to
change the wine in to water (and)
lie in the water
dying for the quarter

rocking and riding both running and hiding
here i am
thee could go thine way ‘cause all of it’s my way if i can
an angel in my head that i can’t ignore
i never have to ask what it’s in there for
i’ll do anything i have to
i don’t mind if the sun won’t shine
do anything i want to
if i don’t fly i may never get around to wynona
i play for wynona
dying for the quarter