Monkey see, monkey die   Laminate your face   And paste it up into the sky   ''Cause it's squalid and it's solid and it's   Completely rancid and beautiful   Like a dishrag laying in the street   Uptight beyond belief   Cut a hole in the floor to see   How close to hell we're standing      Got the travelling vitamin c blues   Police lady staring at my shoes   Holy ghost, moldy toast   Riding lampost   Excitement level zero      Rock the casbah, bring the noise   Pretentious dimensions exploring the boring to the core   Adults with cordless personalities   Running around in new wave bionic jogging suits   (Spoken gimme some of that noise)      California white boy sound   Rocket-powered and nailed into the ground   New age, old age-- completely totally lame   Straight to the middle of the road   Just rewind the tape and play the whole thing backwards   With the sound completely turned all the way off