Sometimes you’re better off dead
Theres a bowl in your hand and a spoon to be fed
You’re going mad with indigestion
Kicking in chairs, running for the rest room
In a restaurant in a dead end town
Call the police, there’s “chili” around
Running down an underground sewer line
In a dead end town
In a dead end town, a dead end world
The ass end burns and the Skyline hurls
In a dead end town, a dead end world
The ass end burns and the Skyline hurls
Skyline hurls