Sonic Youth — The Destroyed Room

You're not telling what you feel You just say you can't deal You're just lying in an orange peel You're just saying it ain't real Mom told you And I'll tell you You better clean it up Clean up your room I'm not telling you what to feel I'm just saying I can't deal You're just lying like a peel I'm just saying you ain't real Your mom told you And I'll tell you You better straighten up You're such a messy son You're so hot You're baked Entangled Tunafish cans, chocolate wrapper Jello box, stuffed gorilla, phone bill Fax paper, cranberry juice, dirty socks CDs, tapes, guitar pick, new snare High school year book, comb And all those letters Your mom told you And I'll tell you If you make me cry I'll poke your eye I'll tell you limb for limb You're lying in your room If what you say is true Then I say we're through