Of all the places I could be right now You are the one I’d rather be
For all the faces I’ve seen someone Try to attach themselves to me
Now I’m underneath, the girl with the teeth Brushing hair that isn’t there Pull back the sheets And I declare
Don’t let me die In a hell-scape American hell-scape Without the dolls I came in with
I’ll take another shape Descend from a great ape And bless the spades we’ve dug in with
Before anyone can make the first cut Accept the terms and conditions It’s such a shame that we can make things up Because of silly, silly traditions
Now the lady learns That it’s my turn As I burn through her millions Let me visit her mouth Before it goes all south
Don’t let me die In a hell-scape American hell-scape Without the dolls I came in with
I’ll take another shape Descend from a great ape And bless the spades we’ve dug in with
Prop me up on flimsy boards Put me in the helicopter I do not seek rewards I merely seek the doctor
And let me move towards The light I’m moving t’wards And I shall rock her!
Don’t let me die I do not seek rewards The light I’m moving t’wards It’s visible at night When you see me on the television Remember it was my decision To cut the chord with this light Take a plastic knife!