My heart's a bleeding cockroach   My brain's a bowl of worms   My leg's strapped to the ceiling   My thoughts are melting firm      We were leaving, we don't wanna hurt 'em   But why's it so hard to get the garbage man?      Humbahdigduh   Humbahdigidigi       My toes reek constipated   My hand's a skillful mess   My ear tapped to the ceiling   Your face could use a bag