I was in heaven, I was in hell   Believe in neither, but fear them as well   This one's a doctor   This one's a lawyer      This one's a cash fiend, takin' your money   Back on the metro, ride on the greyhound   Drunk on the Amtrak   Please, shut up      Another rider, he was a talker   And well, talkin' 'bout TV   Please, shut up      This one's a crazier, daydreamin' disaster   The origin of junk food, ruttin' through garbage   Tasty but worthless, dogs eat their own shit   We're doin' the cockroach, yeah      Doin' the cockroach, yeah   Doin' the cockroach, yeah, yeah   Alright, not bad      Doin' the cockroach, yeah   Doin' the cockroach, yeah, yeah   Alright, not bad, not bad      You move your mouth, you shake your tongue   You vibrate my eardrums   You're saying words   But she felt I'm not listenin'      One year, twenty years, forty years, fifty years   Down the road in your life   You'll look in the mirror   And say, "My parents are still alive"      You're walking down the street   Your face, your lips, your hips   Your eyes, they meet   You're not hungry though      You say, you're acting you   Now you tell me anything   You're not hu hu hu hu   You're not hungry though      Well, late last winter down below the equator   They had a summer that would make you blister   Oh, my mind is all made up   So I'll have to be comin'      Well, late last winter down below the equator   They had a summer that would make you blister   Oh, my mind is all made up   So I'll have to be comin'      Well, late last winter down below the equator   They had a summer that would make you blister   And oh, my mind is all made up, oh, my mind is all made up   Oh, my mind is all made up   So I'll have to sleep in it