Blind Melon — Dumptruck

[Verse 1] New York City soothing my Itchy, itchy month of May Time has passed for Ms. Onassis Decay on display [Chorus] I don't want to go down I don't want to go down I don't want to go down like she did And I can't understand why Something good's got to die, before we miss it [Verse 2] Mumbled talk through pigeon park And Hastings is wasting away Religiously, they seem to sin Buy, sell or trade for amens [Chorus] I just don't want to feel I just don't want to feel I just don't want to feel like they feel Hollow body for sound Trade my coat for a gown [Bridge 1] You're now way up in my arms, you know I love you Just a little bit, little bit, little bit more [Solo] [Verse 3] Raisin' nose down to chin Smoke after smoke, they all trickle in Anything for anything And ending up with nothing [Chorus] Simple, pimpled young man Sores all over his hands He's sleeping, not so silently I'll mop the floors for you all I'm that fly on the wall Really big and listenin' [Outro] Burned the hand of a friend of mine And know, Bub, I know that you could fly a mile high You told me nothing's ever gonna come between An' nothing's ever gonna come between An' nothing's ever gonna come between My dumptruck and me