Brain On Yer Tung

But can you stop before your done
But can you stop before you're through
The ghost was scarred by the boo
You got a classic disaster now too
And you got no one to talk to
Speaker phone superglued
And massivly out of tune too

Calling me up at strange hours in the morning to talk

You got those big little eyes…they stare at the sand
You're in up over your shoulders now…a claustaphobical clam
Bust out the brand new breakdown…glass in the tv dinner
You can swimaround underground
You're not that good of a swimmer (i've seen you)