Playin' hot potato with a hand grenade Shakin' like a leaf on a tree You can see my blow myself to smithereens Oh, look it's raining pieces of me Oh, look up in the sky It's a hole about the size of Texas Oh f**, it's the end of the world And don't you come a-crawlin' to me You f** with mother nature And she's gonna get pissed She don't always act like a Lady She's the one who handed you the gift of life And she could always take it away Oh look, up in the sky It's a hole about the size of Texas Oh f**, it's the end of the world And don't you come a-crawlin' to me My god is made of balsa wood and porcelain I think I'm gonna puke in the sink I need another shot of dextromethorphan Take a break from havin' to think Oh look, up in the sky It's a hole about the size of Texas Oh f**, it's the end of the world And don't you come a-crawlin' to me Oh look, up in the sky It's a hole about the size of Texas Oh f**, everybody's rounding 'em up And don't you come a-crawlin' to me