Strike.Fire.Fall - Canned Laughter текст песни

I need a verse.
I need someone to help me find it
If you find it first.
I'll offer you an automated autograph
And worse.
I'll see it you can meet me at the corner bar,
It hurts,
To know there's someone out there
Who's as shallow as a
Grave digger figuring the meaning of life,
Trigger-happy in a field is what you feel
When you die, we scream:

And then you find a place
Where you can get high
And waste the time away.
The simple things are all you need
To keep you singing:

"Fa, lala, la, la, la, la,
fa, lala, oh.
Fa, lala, la, la, la, la,
fa, lala, oh."

I'm cutting through a backyard,
Of a backport

At a back town.
That's how it goes,
That's how I want to be.
On the good side
Of a good joke
Makes to a good frown.
So mix it up now
Pick it up.
So Jay hates singing to the stereo,
He says, "Haha, haha."
Wherever he goes.

And then you find a place
Where you can get high
And waste the time away.
The simple things are all you need
To keep you singing:

"Fa, lala, la, la, la, la,
fa, lala, oh.
Fa, lala, la, la, la, la,
fa, lala, oh."
Whoa.

(Laughter)

"la, lala, la, la, la, la,
la, lala, oh.
la, lala, la, la, la, la,
la, lala, oh."