Something In The Way

Underneath the bridge The tarp has sprung a leak And the animals I've trapped All become my pets And I give them enough of grass And the drippings from my ceiling it's ok to eat fish 'Cause they don't have any feelings Something in the way Underneath the bridge The tarp has sprung a leak And the animals I've trapped All become my pets And I give them enough of grass And the drippings from my ceiling it's ok to eat fish 'Cause they don't have any feelings Something in the way...