There’s a splinter in my skin
But I think I’ll let it sit
And today I found a tick
But I guess I’ll let it dig
They say “never have regrets”
But the tattoo on my leg
Looks infected

Now my face is turning blue
I’ve been coughing up my food
By tonight I’ll have removed
Another grownup tooth
”And you look like someone else
Let me nurse you back to health.”
I don’t feel so well

[Instrumental]

From these beat writers and all-nighters
By lamplight or by campfire

Seek new diners by state line or my typewriter
“I can’t find her.”

I won’t smile
Or confide
“I’d be all writer if I was
A lit minor.”
But tonight my
Drive buys her
A third eye on her
Right thigh

(Legend says that once the space brothers came to this planet and they used to live with us and they was very important in our lives and they used to be very powerful people)