Why? - By Torpoedo or Crohn's lyrics

Sleeping late I Hear the sad horns of labor trucks sigh My neighbor walks by High heels click dry Like half a proud horse down Brook I hear somebody's babbling, I mistook For a cavalry whispering victory to the sparks And their kindling, but all their greenwood's wet and unmet As of yet by the gases of flame Pressing against the pending physics of my pa**ed down last name Living in the tear between two spaces condemned And one of the many places you're not, I am Hiding from my friends in the bathroom at Thrift Town, to write this tune Down [Hook] Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na Just doesn't stop [x5] Today after lunch I got sick and blew chunks All over my new shoes In the lot behind Whole Foods This is a new kind of blues And what about losing limb or loved one in a duel, dissatisfies you It seems just as a kid I did not sh** my pants much Why start now with this stuff? And man I do not bluff Second caller gets bit by a dog or Jeff Dahmer Kisses and stitches, no mitt for these pitches Lone pone one master of the cheap pun If I'm not raw I'm just a bit under done But I'd be okay, cool as a rail If they just let us have health food in hell [Hook] Good heavens background radiation and the black arts awaiting Not the same since I switched my hair part and started shaving Got hexed, my hidden hair gone corners Oh I'll never be a joiner, life long local full burner, I Raw lung homegrown fake in co-ed naked choir Second tenor highest riser blessed clever compromiser I'll be proudly mouthing watermelon every song I put the phone to my ear but all's I hear's a dial tone Will they map my skull and wrap my bones when my wig is gone? hmmm I'll go unknown by Torpoedos or Crohn's Only those evil live to see their own likeness in stone My brother said that [Hook] I can decide while I'm alive I'll feel alive and what's next I guess I'll know when I've gotten there Hmmm, ohhh