In the military outpost know as hell  We was way too drunk of Muscatel  Prone to fail and get thrown in jail  From the stories that the TV was known  To tell  This night at the end of the world  Police sirens sing to boys and girls  Handful of pills to press your curl  Baby shine that light  Let your fight unfurl    My confession is also my blessing  Hollered Hail Marys suckin on a Smith & Wesson  May salutations interrupt your isolation  I'm just like you  Another profit calculation  I learned a lot  From things left at my apartment  Forgotten papers that you dropped on  My carpet  Musical chairs  You thought your luck was just startin  Who told the record to stop?  Took the collection note you left at my spot  And made you  Origami    Woo hoo  Good morning, Mrs. Smith  Woo hoo  Good morning, Mrs. Smith    In the military outpost know as hell  We was way too drunk of Muscatel  Prone to fail and get thrown in jail  From the stories that the TV was known  To tell  This night at the end of the world  Police sirens sing to boys and girls  Handful of pills to press your curl  Baby shine that light  Let your fight unfurl    Dancin in my kitchen  With Sly Stone's permission  Lit my ignition  Cursing fascist apparitions  You said your life was something like the  Inquisition  All you could do was lay there in prone  Position  I said there's love inside the people  Connectin  And interactin  Strugglin  Finding direction  That's why you see insurrection  Here's some affection  We the targets of war  Took the eviction note they tacked on your door  And made you  Origami    Woo hoo  Good morning, Mrs. Smith  Woo hoo  Good morning, Mrs. Smith    In the military outpost know as hell  We was way too drunk of Muscatel  Prone to fail and get thrown in jail  From the stories that the TV was known  To tell  This night at the end of the world  Police sirens sing to boys and girls  Handful of pills to press your curl  Baby shine that light  Let your fight unfurl    I heard that power is the rum of the  Brain and  For us it's fixin  Not just numbin  The pain  And I'm not just comin complainin  I'm just explainin  How this life is a blessin  I took the farewell note you meant for  Your exit  And made you  Origami    Woo hoo  Good morning, Mrs. Smith  Woo hoo  Good morning, Mrs. Smith    these lyrics are submitted by mta_mta