What do I want from me? A clock that goes thirteen A deal with the pyramids A way to know everything Growing a nothing tree Water it everyday A bitter and fast decline You can smell it a mile away If you've got a decent thought Why don't you hook me up? It's all left up to me To hang with Lord 13 It's hardly worth a look So why don't you let me sleep? And everything is crap And everyone's a creep If you've got half a heart Then sell me half of that It's all left up to me To hang with Lord 13