Its so easy to laugh at yourself
And all those jokes have already been written
Seems like another vain attempt
To let yourself fall out of the oven
Holy mountains they look so tired
And its a perfect day to lock yourself inside
Who you fooling with the fools are right
Its the same thing but its almost as different
Hard to tell when it pacifies your mind
Leaves you stranded with a broken engine
Lazy desert looks so mangled
Let me drown in a convalescent bliss
Get up from your bed of rest
Been a long time since youve lived
But the static in your mind
Leaves you hollow and unkind
With a shock electric wave turns you on
Youve been flunked out of the devils house
Delinquent hygienes are so abrasive
Some distortion thats never been known
On the treadmill youve been running forever
Holy mountains, they look so tired
And its a perfect day to lock yourself inside