your sore ax is my syntax!
don't fucking relax, i'll send a fax
make, create, relate, money to another state
i'll help you with your bills, if you promise to repair the food
don't rollerskate past a stop sign!
i'll move body parts around until they realign
because this is my hospital, i'll serve you food
if i was to sneeze in the ashtray, that would spoil the mood
i'm drinking in minerals, wishing for miracles
when nothing's in my sight
i'm sinking in syllables, fishing for steering wheels
when everything is wild night