Trilogy z) Elimination Jr.

Sonic Youth · Daydream Nation [1988]

Tears cruise away, packed and then took a shit

The sky is ours, dark stains on his pants

Enough to make him blush around the bone

Take a walk in the park, shit yeah!



Poor boy, a rich boy

A poor rich boy comin' right thru me

Rich boy, poor boy

Poor rich boy comin' right thru me