Repo Man

i was riding on a concrete slab,

down a river of useless flab it was such a beautiful

day i heard a witchdoctor say,

"i'll turn you into a toadstool" i'm looking for the

joke with a microscope my muscle's twitching on your

words if you're on the streets you lose your nerves

divinity throws you a curve sticks you and then you

go beserk abhoaring no inspiration.

i'm looking for the joke with a microscope page out

of a comic book a chicken hanging on a hook a river

and a babbling brook a sermon and a teenage hook shaking

my hand at your fake face a suicide a certain look

a microphone a loose guitar people feeling near and

far stupidity a mental scar put cruel into cruelty

as life goes by you in a blurr an achoholic has gone

far everything just goes to far i was pissing on the

desert sands, when the desert whispered to me,

"damn! isn't this a shame?

things will never be the same.

.." i run this gas and oasis now i'm looking for the

joke with a microscope i was a teenage dinosaur,

stoned and obsolete i didn't get fucked and i didn't

get kissed i got so fucking dense using my head for

an ashtray now i'll tell you who i am i'm the repo-man

and i'm looking for the joke looking for the joke i'm

looking for the joke with a microscope