Museum of Idiots

They built this whole neighborhood

Out of wood, out of wood

I guess I'll still be around

When they burn, burn it down

I will be standing around when they burn it down

Here in the museum of idiots



Honey, I'm there when you need me

Please believe me, please believe me

I'll still be right where you left me

If you manage to forget me

Where we met is where you may forget

Here in the museum of idiots



If you and I had any brains

We wouldn't be in this place



Chop me up into pieces

If it pleases, if it pleases

And when the chopping is through

Every piece will say "I love you"

Every piece of me will say "I love you"

Here in the museum of idiots



Every piece of me will say "I love you, you, you"

Here in the museum of idiots