Yee haw

Wanton destruction in wanting such fun

Yee haw

Molluscan suction to this eruption

We drink to suppress more or less

And the best, we're the same (But what's your name again?)

We come to succumb

To be dumbstruck by fun, glasses stained

"You'll be scorched by the earth 

And be drowning in flames"

Says uncle Isak on a mighty cloud

"Nothing but you left to blame"

Do you like my new home?

I don't

Do you want to wear my clothes?

I don't

Don't you want to grow old, hey?

I don't

Do you want to smell my rose?

I don't

I don't

Do you want to be alone?

Yee haw

Asteroid Freud with his congregation

Yee haw

Cephaloid void of our generation

We, hamstrung, we hung

To the pulpit are flung on Sundays (But what's your name again?)

We dress to caress, coitus under duress

No complaints

"Scorched by the earth 

And be drowning in flames"

Says uncle Isak on a mighty cloud

"Nothing but you left to blame"

Do you like my new home?

I don't

Do you want to wear my clothes?

I don't

Don't you want to grow old, hey?

I don't

Do you want to smell my rose?

I don't

I don't

Do you want to be alone?

Do you have strings to your bow?

I don't

Do you want to be bold, baby?

I don't

Do you reap what you sow?

I don't

I don't

Do you want to be alone?