Lyrics

How do you do?
You know I’ve never seen you
Lurkin around here before.
I’m here all the time
Mostly cause I’m,
Bolted down to the floor.

You’d say I’m a tin can man,
Wrapped around a battery,
And I’d say you’re just a ghost,
Caught up in a piece of meat.
That don’t mean that we can’t still be friends…
Double Negative
That don’t mean that we can’t still be friends.

You don’t have to leave,
I wasn’t tryna be mean.
I’m just not so good at jokin.
There’s a hint of a smile
Why don’t you stay for awhile?
I’ll have you know I wasn’t alway broken.

I used to move before the rock came down.
They’d say that my groove was 7th best in town.
Good old nights with 49,
Drinkin straight from power lines, fuckin around.
Oh uh oh oh

Would you be?
Would you be,
My 343?
Would you be?
Would you be,
My 343?
Would you be?
Would you be,
My 343?

You’d still say I’m a tin can man,
Wrapped around a battery,
And I’d say you’re just a ghost,
Caught up in a piece of meat.
But that don’t mean that we can’t still be friends
That don’t mean that we can’t still be friends.