song: Sea Lion written by: Sage Francis album: A Healthy Distrust label: Epitaph Records ma. ma—look what i did, ma. look what i did to my hands. i broke ‘em. you gave me the stone, gave me the chisel, didn’t say how to hold ‘em. didn’t say to give away every piece of the puzzle ‘til i was left with nothin’ but i took it upon myself to crush it up and distribute the dust. get in the bus. hop in the van. jump in the water. crawl to the land. build another castle out of the sand. break it down and then get into the saddle again. i’m going city to city—i’m already lost. tell the boss who is new in town. i’mma ride this horse ‘til it bucks me off and i’m forced to shoot it down. i’mma take him out for some gasoline. i’mma trade this cow for some magic beans. i’mma make mom proud of the deals that i made ‘cause i’m just a modern day johnny appleseed. but i’m glad that i never passed the genes and i never put down the axe. piano man got a checkered dance floor to grace and a painful look on his face. ‘cause the crowd is packed and the louder they clap the less he is able to make the connection between what he sees when he heres certain notes and the hurt that is shown in his facial expression. i don’t need your go ahead to go ahead. no, i know no one said it was gonna be easy, but sweet jesus, who wants to sleep with me? way too many moves to learn. but not enough people to put ‘em on. look it, mom! no hands. i built this suit of armor with wooden arms. Less