Overdue Rent
written by: Jak Locke
written by: Jak Locke
version 2:
from Post-Apocalyptic Hymnal (2008 December 03) (as "Overdue Rent (Existing)") (5:04)
Pushing brooms for a paycheck, laying down on a box
Stomping dozens of roaches, throwing smokes in the rocks
Pile of laundry making me fall
Wash the plastic spoons write on the wall
Smoke my quarters away
Breaking guitar strings all day
My life savings fall out when I crouch
Stoned on someone else's couch
Sitting down on a wet sheet eating last night's food
I went past your house again, you caught me out of the mood
Overgrown lawn junked down chairs
Crapped-out radio, drain full of hair
Climbing telephone wires
Yesterday I got fired
Huffing all the bathtub cleanser
No more soap in the dispenser
Took the bus to the movies but she never appeared
Outside by the campus someone gave me some beer
The air's getting clear
The sun's going down
All my friends are here
No one's around
Got to murder all this time
The bus don't come back here til nine
I'll be coming home with red eyes
And a thousand pretty lies
Watching the fan turn around
Fall asleep on solid ground
Making mayonnaise shakes
Wake me up when I'm awake
Stomping dozens of roaches, throwing smokes in the rocks
Pile of laundry making me fall
Wash the plastic spoons write on the wall
Smoke my quarters away
Breaking guitar strings all day
My life savings fall out when I crouch
Stoned on someone else's couch
Sitting down on a wet sheet eating last night's food
I went past your house again, you caught me out of the mood
Overgrown lawn junked down chairs
Crapped-out radio, drain full of hair
Climbing telephone wires
Yesterday I got fired
Huffing all the bathtub cleanser
No more soap in the dispenser
Took the bus to the movies but she never appeared
Outside by the campus someone gave me some beer
The air's getting clear
The sun's going down
All my friends are here
No one's around
Got to murder all this time
The bus don't come back here til nine
I'll be coming home with red eyes
And a thousand pretty lies
Watching the fan turn around
Fall asleep on solid ground
Making mayonnaise shakes
Wake me up when I'm awake
version 1:
from Thresholds (2001 August 22) (3:12)
Pushing brooms for a paycheck
Laying down on a box
Stomping dozens of roaches
Throwing smokes in the rocks
Pile of laundry
Making me fall
Wash the plastic spoons
Write on the wall
Smoke my quarters away
Pulling guitar strings all day
Rusted carpet by the window
Where my pet mildew grows
Sitting down on a wet sheet
Eating last night’s food
I went past your house again
You caught me out of the mood
Overgrown lawn
Junked down chairs
Crapped out radio
Drain full of hair
Climbing telephone wires
Yesterday I got fired
Playing with the bathtub cleanser
No more soap in the dispenser
Watching the fan turn around
Fall asleep on solid ground
Making mayonnaise shakes
Wake me up when I’m awake
Laying down on a box
Stomping dozens of roaches
Throwing smokes in the rocks
Pile of laundry
Making me fall
Wash the plastic spoons
Write on the wall
Smoke my quarters away
Pulling guitar strings all day
Rusted carpet by the window
Where my pet mildew grows
Sitting down on a wet sheet
Eating last night’s food
I went past your house again
You caught me out of the mood
Overgrown lawn
Junked down chairs
Crapped out radio
Drain full of hair
Climbing telephone wires
Yesterday I got fired
Playing with the bathtub cleanser
No more soap in the dispenser
Watching the fan turn around
Fall asleep on solid ground
Making mayonnaise shakes
Wake me up when I’m awake
earliest live performance: 2001 August 09