Why don't you go make yourself   Yeah, why don't I?   There's something missing      Hey Mr. Tough   Mr. Baby   Anyway you want it   (Make it stick)      Like Candy   This baby's bone dry   Some say...      Shit just don't arrive   Some things just don't arrive   Some hits just don't arrive   (Yeah, here we go)      'Cause Rockets are Red   Rockets are Red   Babies are blue      How do you feel   And how do you feel   What kind of question is that      Every goddamn time   It's the same   Every goddamn time      At the top we spin   It don't mean nothing   At the top we spin   (Just to feel a lil' bit more alive)      What to expect   Something different?   What do you expect      Where's all the babies gone?   Have a look she says   "I'm not crazy   (but I'm trying)"