Local Joke Songtext
von Carpool

I am writing this under an appreciable mental strain
Since by tonight I shall be no more. Penniless, and at the
End of my supply of the drug which alone makes life endurable
I can bear the torture no longer, and shall cast myself
From this garret window into the squalid street below

Why am I not known (Why am I not known?)
When I′m happy?
A simple yes or no (A simple yes or no)
In understanding

And if I go slow
You're oh so crafty
Got a long ways to go, whoa-oh, oh-oh
Withdrawals and apathy
Withdrawals and apathy


Paul got a job as a cardio tech
I′m still trying to afford cigarettes
Phil moved to LA to start his career
Looks like I'm stuck drinking this genny beer
Looks like we're stuck around here
Looks like I′m the local joke
I fucking hate last year
And everyone knows I′m broke
I'm a fucking local joke
I′m a fucking local joke!

I'm a fucking local...

Actually, I pretty much, me and my friends did this weird
Thing where we used to go up to random houses and then
Be like, not even on Halloween, and just knock on the
Door and be like, "Hey, can we, can we dance for money?"