MY ROOMMATE'S PLAYING SONGS ABOUT THE ROAD
THESE BUKOWSKI BOOKS ARE ALL I REALLY OWN
MY CAR IS LAYING DEAD OUT ON THE STREET
WHERE THE MOTEL ROOM DOUBLES AS A BACKSEAT

22 MELLO AVENUE, 22 MELLO AVENUE

I LOST MY GOLF CLUB IN A TV SET OUTSIDE
BURNED BRIDGES ON THAT CARPET SO MANY TIMES
THE WALK TO WORK TAKES AN HOUR IN THE RAIN
AND NEIGHBORS CALL ME NAMES BECAUSE I'M INSANE

22 MELLO AVENUE, 22 MELLO AVENUE

I LEARNED TO BLEED OUT ON THE PAGE FOR MINIMUM WAGE
SHOT MYSELF IN THE FOOT JUST TO MAKE ME STAY
EMPTIED OUT A LIQUOR STORE AND MORE TO KEEP SCORE
PAINT MY ADOLESCENCE ON THE WALL TO HEAL A SORE

22 MELLO AVENUE, 22 MELLO AVENUE

OUT THE WINDOW THERE'S MY CAT UP ON THE ROOF
HE'S AS FEARLESS AS I AM WORRIED ABOUT THE TRUTH
SMOKING CLOVES AND PLAYING MUSIC IN THE NIGHT
TURNING TRICKS AND THROWING BRICKS TO FIGHT OR FLIGHT

YOU CAN'T CALL BECAUSE I CAN'T AFFORD A PHONE
THIS FOUR UNIT BUILDING IS ALL THAT I CALL HOME
MY WILD OATS WERE SEWN MY GUITAR WAS OUT OF TUNE
I HAD TO KEEP THE DOOR CLOSED WHEN YOU WERE IN MY ROOM

22 MELLO AVENUE, 22 MELLO AVENUE