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I was in heaven, I was in hell Believe in neither, but fear them as well This one's a doctor This one's a lawyer This one's a cash fiend, takin' your money Back on the metro, ride on the greyhound Drunk on the Amtrak Please, shut up Another rider, he was a talker And well, talkin' 'bout TV Please, shut up This one's a crazier, daydreamin' disaster The origin of junk food, ruttin' through garbage Tasty but worthless, dogs eat their own shit We're doin' the cockroach, yeah Doin' the cockroach, yeah Doin' the cockroach, yeah, yeah Alright, not bad Doin' the cockroach, yeah Doin' the cockroach, yeah, yeah Alright, not bad, not bad You move your mouth, you shake your tongue You vibrate my eardrums You're saying words But she felt I'm not listenin' One year, twenty years, forty years, fifty years Down the road in your life You'll look in the mirror And say, "My parents are still alive" You're walking down the street Your face, your lips, your hips Your eyes, they meet You're not hungry though You say, you're acting you Now you tell me anything You're not hu hu hu hu You're not hungry though Well, late last winter down below the equator They had a summer that would make you blister Oh, my mind is all made up So I'll have to be comin' Well, late last winter down below the equator They had a summer that would make you blister Oh, my mind is all made up So I'll have to be comin' Well, late last winter down below the equator They had a summer that would make you blister And oh, my mind is all made up, oh, my mind is all made up Oh, my mind is all made up So I'll have to sleep in it