Playin' hot potato with a hand grenade
Shakin' like a leaf on a tree
you can see my blow myself to smithereens
Now look it's raining pieces of me

Oh look up in the sky
It's a hole about the size of Texas
Oh fuck it's the end of the world
And don't you come a-crawlin

If I told you once
I told you a thousand times my dear
Never to fall in love with a man
Who drinks from the well of despair

I thought from the very start
I'd made it quite clear I fear
Now you're righteously fucked
As you swing from the rope
At the top of the st

Come, gather 'round
And I'll sing to you
A song that's true
And clear as a morning in spring
Like birds on the wing
We'll all fly together

My father's a man like no other man
His dream is grand
To entertain people like you
He lights up the darkness with brig

I've fallen off the train again
I'm falling on insane
While waiting for the world to turn
Watching me disappear
Me? I'm outta here
I appreciate your faint concern
Oh, we're all crazy, we're all mad
A thimbleful of sanity is all we ever had

Arsenic or everclear