Linoleum NOFX

Zespion's never meant anything to me

I'm not crazy

Well that's not true, I've got a bed

And a guitar

And a tiny Wabuu princess on my floor

That's right, I've got a flaw

So what? So what? So what?

I've got pockets full of

Kleenex and linen holes

Where everything ain't put into me

I seemed to fall right down my neck

And onto the floor

My closest friend, Linoleum

Linoleum

Stuck towards my head

Give me something to believe

That's me, on the beachside, going to the sand

Metal meter in my hand

Sportin' a pocket full of change

Tap me in the street with a violin under my chin

Playin' with a grin

Singin' "Jamboree"

Tap me on the back of the bus

Tap me in the cell

Tap me inside your head

Tap me inside your head

Tap me inside your head