Geranium Thief from Etc. by Nick Lutsko

My name is Jim
I've got letters to send
But besides that
my calendar's free
I might pretend
my dog's pregnant again
But besides that
my calendar's clean

Well I used to be a geranium thief
the devil he'd call me by name
Well I can feel my veins becoming vaseline
and I don't want it
I can see the flames inside my TV screen
and I don't want it
Well I can feel my veins becoming vaseline
and I don't want it
I can see the flames inside my TV screen
and I don't want it

My name is Jim
I've got all kinds of kin
But I'm starting to think
they forgot about me
And now I can't remember
July through September
But something tells me
that it wasn't so pretty
Well I used to be the commander and chief
The master of my own domain

Well I can feel my veins becoming vaseline
and I don't want it
I can see the flames inside my TV screen
and I don't want it
Well I can feel my veins becoming vaseline
and I don't want it
I can see the flames inside my TV screen
and I don't want it

My name is Jim
My bed's covered in sin
but I can't help myself
when I sleep
I might pretend
my dog's covered in skin
But besides that
my calendar's clean
I used to drink from uranium creek
Since then I ain't been the same

Well I can feel my veins becoming vaseline
and I don't want it
I can see the flames inside my TV screen
and I don't want it

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