I desire to know you
You say, "Go on. Take a peek"
Gimme bourbon, one rock, man
Slack-jawed on the toilet seat
Pinup girls with flowing curls
God slumped on the steering wheel
I'm a pillar of uncertainty.
Stick a fuckin' fork in me
I'm done.
(chorus)
I made my best choice on a Sunday
Yes Man by day, degenerate by night
When it's a Leap Year, man, I promise
I'll make mistakes the other Three Sixty Five
Sick on myself in taxis
Ruminate on my waistline
And my indiscretion is
Never in recession
Sometimes I'm just such a creep
Sometimes I'm just what Molly needs
I'm a pillar of uncertainty.
Stick a fuckin' fork in me
I'm done.
(chorus)
My body stinks so sour
So much that it fills the room.
Sex is a disappointment
When you've got something to prove.
Should I go back to her house
Or order up another round?
I'm a pillar of uncertainty.
Stick a fuckin' fork in me
I'm done.
Sao Paulo's Futuro return with another high-energy, perfectly rough-around-the-edges punk EP that effortlessly balances melody and speed. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 15, 2020