I Like To Blow My Money

we want to be catholic
school kids,

or we have to be at
least if we're going to make
this happen.

we've been drinking
and snorting lines
since dawn occurred
and we realized

there is nothing left
for us in common,

why do we come here together.

why do we come here together
so often hoping to find
something

other than cocaine lines
and hangovers.
(and big arms and kisses on the
forehead and "thanks for having
me" and "those are ugly shoes")

we need to be catholic kids
so we go to church
still buzzing from the lines
that we sat up all night snorting
"do you know how much cocaine
we went through last night?"
and we sit in the pews
and listen to the priest

and think of sex,
almost worse than doing it
at this point,
because we just did it and
we will maybe do it again
if you think that maybe i could
think you were hot without
the cocaine and the alcohol,

and we smile at the priest
so he will evaluate us as
fine children
(we are fine children)

our reputation over rumours
will save us, along with our
newfound faith, and jesus
(i have a feeling there's a
lot of cocaine at parties like that)
we are the best kids in town,
one might say,

and we're going to be catholic kids
soon (help them learn what is right
and wrong and be good people).