I'm not doing fine   I'm desecrating lives   I boned a phone booth of a lady shaky heinous crimes   Nailing hands down to floorboards   Angry side gone overboard   And I'm bored   Still bored   I'm so bored      I've got a funny little feeling   My arms are shaking like a lighning rod, yeah   I'll cannonball right through the ceiling   And sink my teeth in till the feelings gone, yeah      Oh I'm the slow move guy   No time for swattin flies   Appeasing bees knees easing g string sesing    Wheesing funny little feeling   Lick it dry   Wonders just who am I?   Prison warden, teenage boy, transvestite with high heels on   Hey where has my life gone   Ain't done anything i want   According to my list   I've still got so many musicians to kill   Will kill until I fill my landfill full of bodies standing still      I've got a funny little feeling   My arms are shaking like a lighning rod, yeah   I'll cannonball right through the ceiling   And sink my teeth in 'till the feelings gone, yeah      I've got a funny little feeling   My arms are shaking like a lighning rod, yeah   I'll cannonball right through the ceiling   And sink my teeth in 'till the feelings gone, yeah      I've got a funny little feeling   My arms are shaking like a lighning rod, yeah   I'll cannonball right through the ceiling   And sink my teeth in 'till the feelings gone, yeah      I've got a funny little   I've got a funny little   I've got a funny little feeling   I've got a funny little   I've got a funny little   I've got a funny little feeling   Feeling   Feeling