You fell through the ceiling

Into the party below

Somewhere south of the border

Where they grow the blow



And all your good ideas

Celebrated mistakes/Celebrating the stakes [0:45]

Calculated, she wakes

In the fall

It's no time at all



Filming a documentary

About drugs in the jungle

You become a sloth

When you steal a little sample



And all your brilliant plans

Fixed your horoscope

Transfixed, she gropes for the call

In no place at all



At a ruined resort

With your time-share cutie

How you had a blast

What a little beauty



And all your serious attempts

All your limitations

She makes your invitations seem small

There's no you at all



Plundering some artifacts

You cut yourself a deal

On the steps of the temple

Where sacrifices kneel



And all your marvelous hunches

Fill their vapid hearts

Rapidly she darts down the hall

It's no life at all (yeah)