Cold Bathtub - Jan A.P. Kaczmarek

I am washing my hair with soap I am sitting down in the shower It is this dirty type of clean That keeps me trapped in here for hours Still I scrub and scrub 'til my body bleeds Convince myself I am coming clean Forget and ignore who I used to be That kid is never coming back Relax my muscles And all of a sudden, I am scared All of a sudden, I can't breathe All of a sudden, I am nothing In this moment, you are everything She says, "Can you feel that? Oh, what a marvelous sensation" She says, "Could you please take me off speaker phone? This is a private conversation" And I am washing my hair with soap Yes, I am washing my hair with soap Yes, I am washing my hair with soap Yes, I am washing my hair with soap, with soap But there is air inside of my lungs And it is keeping me afloat He says his grandpa's in the mafia He is the nicest guy I know So I will run and run, maybe drive my car Baby, look at me now, I have come so far And I don't know where my family's from But I've got this stereotypical temper I cannot shake Relax the muscles in my face And all of a sudden, I am scared All of a sudden, I can't breathe All of a sudden, I am nothing In this moment, you are everything She says, "Can you feel that? Oh, what a marvelous sensation" She says, "Could you please take me off speaker phone? This is a private conversation" And I am washing my hair with soap Yes, I am washing my hair with soap Yes, I am washing my hair with soap Yes, I am washing my hair with soap, with soap

At a party on the Westside Showed up quarter after midnight Had like, four too many, Bud Lights God, I know just what it feels like When your knees, they feel weak and you And you don't wanna speak and you And the days become weeks and the nights become life When you feel like you're dyin', but it's mid-July, and you're cold I cannot get up, but Trust me, I'm tryin' and I'm makin' these messes, I'm tearin' these dresses I'm slurrin' my S's, I know Yeah, there's no way in hell I'm drivin' home Coke all on the table like it's snow Yeah, won't you tell your friends, leave me alone? I just need a minute, can you go? Let me be Just let me be drunk in the bathtub D-d-d-drunk in the bathtub (drunk in the bathtub) They got strippers in the back room Someone's daddy, givin' tattoos I ain't feelin' like I'm supposed to You should stay locked in the bathroom If your knees, they feel weak and you And you don't want to speak and the And the days become weeks and the nights become life When you feel like you're dyin', but it's mid-July, and you're cold I cannot get up but Trust me I'm tryin' and I'm makin' these messes, I'm tearin' these dresses I'm slurrin' my S's, I know Yeah, there's no way in hell I'll make it home Coke all on the table like it's snow Won't you tell your friends, leave me alone? I just need a minute, can you go? Let me be Just let me be drunk in the bathtub D-d-d-drunk in the bathtub (drunk in the bathtub) Let me be Let me be drunk in the bathtub, thinkin' it's bad luck Trippin', I'm slippin' like I took some bad drugs, damn Let me be Just let me drunk in the bathtub, no matter how fucked up I'll black out, I'll pass out, before I get in that black truck Let me be Drunk in the bathtub

He deals the cards as a meditation And those he plays never suspect He doesn't play for the money he wins He don't play for respect He deals the cards to find the answer The sacred geometry of chance The hidden law of a probable outcome The hidden laws of a probable outcome The numbers lead a dance I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier I know that the clubs are weapons of war I know that diamonds mean money for this art But that's not the shape of my heart He may play the Jack of diamonds He may lay the Queen of spades He may conceal a King in his hand While the memory of it fades I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier I know that the clubs are weapons of war I know that diamonds mean money for this art But that's not the shape of my heart That's not the shape, the shape of my heart And if I told you that I loved you You'd maybe think there's something wrong I'm not a man of too many faces The mask I wear is one But those who speak know nothing And find out to their cost Like those who curse their luck in too many places And those who fear a loss I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier I know that the clubs are weapons of war I know that diamonds mean money for this art But that's not the shape of my heart That's not the shape of my heart That's not the shape, the shape of my heart