We're carrying the heaviest load, And we’re carrying for the culture vultures, They're making more heads explode, And now our heads are attached to bodies
When the shit hits the fan, I run and hide, That's what makes me totally unqualified To love you Hey, to love you Oh Hey, to love you
I watched you disappear in the horizon, And I caught your disappearing acts, You told the world, that your bread was rising, And you were churning your own butter
She lives in the house where her mother died, That's what makes her so qualified To glove you, Hey, to glove you Oh Hey, to glove you
Pennies for your dollar, My wills are coming due, Put your head in the collar, My teams are coming too, Now you gotta let me love you
Hey! Eh
After 72 hours go by, We can declare you officially missing, And because you said you will never die, We'll never stop looking for you
In your closets, where I often hide, That's what makes me totally qualified To love you, Hey, to love you La-la-la Oh Hey, to love you Eh-heh Eh