Chinese food and your sleeping back  We're born-again losers  It's funny  Honey, you know, this is not so bad  Hanging around, wired for sound  It's funny and sad and it's true  I'm aching, aching for you  We carry an island around on our backs  We're born-again vagrants  It's funny  And we ask for nothing whenever we land  Meanwhile, we got something, isn't that something?  It's funny and sad and it's true  I'm aching, aching for you  Wailing in the garage  Breaking all the rulez and I don't need you  You know you're truly bizarre  You're changing all the rules and I don't need you  But I want you bad  We're all I ever had  Love is a needle, goes all the way down  I'm always surprised  It's funny  So shoot me a roll of your best paradise  It's so pretty I just want to die  It's funny and sad and it's true  I'm aching, aching for you  It's funny and sad and it's true  I'm aching, aching for you