Gluecifer The Idiot Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Cocksure tall guy walking down the street
Got a dog on no leash
Birkenstocks on his feet
Talking to an agent, managing his talent
Dog shit dimwit feeling good repellant
Sunday morning high heels, scooting in the bike lane, grilled cheese waiting when you make it down the beeline
Off to see your daddy somewhere just too swanky, low cash big bets, oh those weekend regrets
And I feel alright

[Pre-Chorus]
And I don't know what I'm talking about
My mama she taught me to scream and shout
And let it all hang out
[Chorus]
I'm living
I'm living next door
Living next door to the idiot baby
I'm living
I'm living next door
Living next door to the idiot baby

[Verse 2]
Bebop full stop forgot to make the key drop
Police car on the sidewalk and they're buzzing on your doorlock White down jacket and he's sneaking thru the courtyard
Work hard play hard, fry your eggs in white lard
Tall trees lining up an empty street
Hood rats hipster bats, helicopter dry heat
Black leaves, dogshit, workout kings and jog queens
Fake bar advertising fake flavored long drinks
And I feel alright

[Pre-Chorus]
And I don't know what I'm talking about
My mama she let everything hang out
And I scream and I shout

[Chorus]
I'm living
I'm living next door
Living next door to the idiot baby
I'm living
I'm living next door
Living next door to the idiot baby
[Chorus]
I'm living
I'm living next door
Living next door to the idiot baby
I'm living
I'm living next door
Living next door to the idiot baby