Elliott Smith- Another Standard Folk Song He’s a busted main line but you ought to hear him out                          Bleeding fortified wine out of the injury that I call my mouth         Trying to insult some crazy fucker from the south       Whose arrow comes to pick me out         And so I’m waiting for a shot of white noise                   I dont want to hear no stupid screaming little half-assed middle-class boy                    Because I’ve got a headache     And I’m already full of useless stories   Erin come pick me out Because I’ve got a headache     And I’m already full of these useless stories     So Erin come on pick me out     Erin come on pick me out   A broken arrow             With a few fills/walkdowns.