Yeah.. Alright you primitive screwheads, listen up See this? This...is my BOOMSTICK! Good morning, sunshine, awake when the sun hits the sky Look up the sounds that surround the day you died She waits for me outside near a hole in the ground In the one way thinking you might get the upper hand Yeah.. Dear Newo Ikkin, how's Apollo been treating you? Has he been a good boy since the day I left? Give him my love and a sweet kiss for his head Cause I won't be coming home, when you get this I'll be dead Norris and Larry Gloria to nowhere Sir, I think you'd better take my hand And pray we'll make this one out alive Captain, we've lost all systems control Then, son, I'll see you in my sleep Is it all you've shared with them that makes us paranoid? Is it the dream that one day you might be something you're not? Is it all you've shared with them that makes us paranoid? Is it the dreams that make us real? I.. Wrong way, back there I'll stand quiet and shiver I.. Will miss you and wait for you when we come ( ) Wrong way, right way, bad luck You've got to be kidding me I've spent so long sitting down here Paper cut my heart in half and discard the evidence When it's yours, come send me the last half Dowsed in kerosene In a torched blazed blood bath When boy sets fire, God knows you've lost At a cost that has no price When you've purchased guilt Stand at attention And make sure you know Your lines and yourself You'd say, "I'll be home alone again, waiting." Wait for me alright, I'm still a boy down there (Way down) When you want to promise me that (Where's Wednesday? Where's Wednesday?)