Lyrics

Little League
By David Husted

Got a middle class life and a little league paycheck
little, little, little, little, tiny bits
Rocks knocking me down, making that alarm ring
Greedy little Sticky little bad habits

Can't write the next line cause you're all I see
I think this song's about you cause you're all I breathe
I use a typewriter causeI like the way it clicks
While I'm typing out a new song about every little bit of
This dream

Shock and Awe, Move Along, Tylenol; is Adderall?
Speed, Feed my greedy little never ending habits
Woke up on the ground with a Splitting Head Ache
Can I bum another cigarette?
Just let me get this off my chest
Can I dig out of another mess?
Will you marry me?

Can't write the next line cause your all I see
I think this song's about you cause "You're all I breathe"
I use a typewriter cuz I like the way it clicks
While I'm typing out a new song about every little bit of
This dream