Transfixed to the TeeVee station
Burning through my brain
Mutant news flashes from the neon grain
I'm a reptile
You're "Doug Quaid."
Go on, I say, I'll make your day
I'll give you what you want
But the price you pay is the pleasure
The pleasure is mine
I say, "Handed me your head on a plate
How did you turn out to be so lightweight?"
I can't hurt you more than you've hurt yourself
I can't touch you but you've already felt
So high now you're going so low
Go on, I say, I'll make your day
I'll give you what you want
But the price you pay is the pleasure
The pleasure is mine
I say, "Looked into your blackened soul
Your emptiness complete and whole
Handed me your head on a plate
How did you turn out to be so lightweight?"
Bad trip? Toough sh**!
Bad trip? Tough sh**!
Bad trip? Tough sh**!
That's what you get when you think with your dick!
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