FIZNIGGITYFIZUCKED

just had a nice little drunk-and-with=the-boys-i-love-you-man moment, and on my way back home, this song came on the chatterbox:

home....
is where i want to be
pick me up and turn me 'round
i feel numb
home with a weak heart
i guess i must be having fun
the less we say about it the better
we'll make it up as we go along
feet on the ground, head in the sky
it's ok, i know nothing's wrong...
i got plenty of time
you got light in your eyes
and you're standing here beside me
i note the passing of time
never for money
always for love
cover up and say goodnight

home...
is where i want to be
but i guess i'm already there
i come home
she lifted up her wings
i guess that this must be the place
i can't tell one from another
did i find you or you find me
there was a time
before we were born
if someone asks, this is where i'll be
we drift in and out
sing into my mouth

out of all those kinds of people
you got a face with a view
i'm just an animal
looking for a home
share the same space
for a minute or two
and you'll...
love me 'till my heart stops
love me 'till i'm dead
eyes look right up
eyes look through you
cover up the landslides
hit me on the head
and i say...
ooooo.....

one of you knows to play this at my funeral... much love to Pete L., Rachel H., Sam M., Michelle P., Jen D., Evan W., Mike C., Jenn S., Nilay P., Reg E., Neil B., Paul A., Alec Z., and any of you badass motherfuckers who know this song...