Linoleum Songtext
von Pepper

Possessions never meant anything to me
I′m not crazy
Well, that's not true, I′ve got a bed
And a guitar and a dog named Bob who pisses on my floor
That's right, I got a floor
So what? So what? So what?

And I've got pockets full of Kleenex and lint holes
Where everything important to me
Seems to fall right down my leg
And onto the floor


My closest friend linoleum
Linoleum supports my head
Gives me something to believe

Well, that′s me on the beachside covered in sand
Metal meter in my hand
Sporting a pocket full of change
That′s me in the street with a violin under my chin
Playing with a grin
Singing gibberish
And that's me in the back of a bus
That′s me in the cell
That's me inside your head
That′s me inside your head

That's me inside your head

That′s me inside your head