"Soda Pop" lyrics

"Soda Pop"

It smells like a fire
Might burn down the whole town
Head on the hardwood, wheels in the backwoods
If I laugh any harder
Might burst outta myself
Wasn't even funny, I just felt so out of place
Corseted at the waist
Nonchalance is hard to fake (Corset at the waist)

So I drink soda pop
So concerned with what I'm not
And I drink soda pop
So concerned with what I'm not
Not

It hurts like a bitch, like
A dirty dish, my
Third gin and juice
What is there left to bruise?
Oh so glamorous, fall
Asleep in a ditch, call
Home when you can, abandoning the plan
But I'll hold my own hand
And I'll be my own man

And I'll drink soda pop
So concerned with what I'm not
And I drink soda pop
So concerned with what I'm not
Not

I drink soda pop
Like it's a cigarette
One sip at a time
I stare placidly, as if it's apathy
But later I might cry
It's boys being boys, and sure I am annoyed
Just might commit a crime
I drink soda pop
But I gotta stop
The carbonation's gonna shake me up inside

So I drink soda pop
So concerned with what I'm not
And I drink soda pop
So concerned with what I'm not
I drink, you drink, we drink, pop
I drink, you drink, we drink, pop
I drink, you drink, we drink, pop
I drink, you drink, we drink, pop


Thanks to mika for correcting these lyrics.
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