I haven't seen you since the big burn   Now you look like a Boston fern   We had a pig roast with the earth   and it spun on its axis like a pig on a spit      The older you get - the younger you look   Slide me a rexipe from your cookbook   It's all lies - it's all axioms   but thats life in a microwave      Sign today   In a microwave - sign today      Button your lip - you're talking out of turn   Another cell out of your brain - another marble from the urn   Certain things we can't replace   Once you're a raisin you can never be a grape      The entire world is counting on a team of scientists   to figure the solution if they do indeed exist   Fallacy and fantasy and anonymity turned on us all at once   Viola! Viola!   Fricassee - rock soup every day   You can read it in the dead sea discs   You can read it in the dead sea discs      I really don't know what I'm going to have to say   It's only the beginning of a shitty day   What am I to do - and how am I to prepare   For the loneliest beginning on this day of despair      I haven't seen you since the big burn   No you look like a Boston fern   We had a pig roast with the earth   And it spun on its axis like a pig on a spit   Everybody pickin' at it   Like a pig on a spit   Everybody pickin' at it   Like a pig on a spit