 Yeah, here we go for the hundredth time Hand grenade pins in every line Throw them up and let something shine Going out of my f***ing mind Filthy mouth, no excuse Find a new place to hang this noose String me up from atop these roofs Clod it tight so I won't get loose Truth is, you can stop and stare Throw myself out and no one cares Dug a trench out, lay down there with a shovel up out