Elliott Smith - The Real Estate Lyrics
Dogs eat dogs eat dogsMove throughThere's rain inside your houseFor our moodsBut I don't want to live hereEven if it's all we've gotMr. Big got an expectationThinks he thinks he's my educationHe said, "Don't you thinkwe could make a couple of G's."Why don't you go for yourselfand take what's coming to you?I didn't want to go insideIt's a burned out partyIt's killing my prideJust want to live with her againCan we do that?Even if we can't stand toSleep in the same bedMr. Big got an expectationThinks he thinks he's my educationHe said, "Don't you thinkwe could make a couple of G's."Why don't you go for yourselfand take what's waiting for you?Fetched the mail at a quarter till 1I think the mailman thinks I'm dumbI think the mailman thinks me dumb