The ambulance sings along
With your hand like a mirror
The night's just begun
When you're down and out
The Lord took the weekend off
It's like the schoolhouse lights
A paranoid Jumbo-tron
Now when everybody's sweatin'
The bottom of an oil well
Come on, what?
Tell me, what's wrong
And you had a rough night
The fly on the wall
The bodies all move
Forgettin' what's on their minds
Don't let it hold you back
You did it before
A pass with this gun
'Til the bottom wears off
Gut-bucket and a bottle of paint
When the stereos erupt
I shake a leg on the ground
I'd buy some time
You could find another lie to tell
Pull me back where I belong
If I had a soul to sell
Now you brush your teeth
To talk to my brain cell
Chicks with the wicks
With some backbone roots
Little worse for wear
If I could forget myself
The cell phone's ringing
But you're already set
If I could forget myself
With a kick drum punch?
The dishes wash good
With the boys and the girls
All the dudes with the banjos
In the washin' machine
Like an epileptic battery man
It's like a plastic heart
You drive your vehicle
Pounded and there's nothing that's real
Doesn't know what's wrong
But I'm wearing it well
And you're doin' it there
Out of the frame
It's the end of the world
I'd find another lie to tell
Too amputated to feel
With your hand like a mirror
I'm making my move
But you're more erratic than then
Lettin' loose like a belt
Once you do it once
No dead flowers gonna grow
I'm uptight super gathered
Will never turn on again
With a little grind 'n' bump?
Animals with bananas
I could talk to my brain cell
I got my hand like a mirror
Everybody workin' hard
Probably do it again and again
Doesn't know what's wrong
And you comb back your hair
Until the dirt gets wet
You can see what's around
Like you just didn't care
Put the elevator music on
You can see what's inside
Of these high-heeled boots
Let a little bit of this
The fly on the wall
You're walkin' to work
'Til the yard is all clean
I got a soda can Bible song
