incompetent but game, too much name to drop   her mother was a mugger, father was a cop   and we don't know - we don't know how    we don't know how to make ourselves stop      we crush the warning labels   we find we are unable   to spot the differences between    all of these different people   but..   when did it get so crowded?   what can you do about it?   you think you're speaking    but as for me i have my doubts   me i have my doubts me i have my doubts   me i have my doubts me i have my doubts   i have my doubts   i have my doubts   me i have my doubts      huddled in the bleachers   selling beer and bonus features   as her mother reminisces   sucking bullets, blowing kisses   in five minutes, she'll surrender   when her husband apprehends her      on a table, in a chair   with no clue how we got there   and no idea what to think   eyes will roll and heads will blink   but when they fall on us we know that in five minutes   we just gotta go, we just gotta go   we jsut gotta go, we just gotta go   i just gotta go, i just gotta go   i just gotta go, we just gotta -    before they skin us alive, before they skin me alive   before they skin it alive, before they skin us alive