I'm not doin fine

i'm desecrating lives

i boned a phone booth of a lady shaky heinous crimes

nailing hands down to floorboards

angry side gone overboard

and

I'm bored

still bored

i'm so bored



i've got a funny little feeling

my arms are shaking like a lightning rod, yeah

i'll cannonball right through the ceiling

and sink my teeth in till the feelings gone, yeah



oh i'm the slow move guy

no time for swattin flies

appeasing bees knees easing g string sesing wheesing funny little feeling

lick it dry

wonders just who am I?

prison warden, teenage boy, transvestite with high heels on

hey where has my life gone

ain't done anything i want

according to my list

i've still got so many musicians to kill

will kill until i fill my landfill full of bodies standing still



i've got a funny little feeling

my arms are shaking like a lightning rod, yeah

i'll cannonball right through the ceiling

and sink my teeth in 'till the feelings gone, yeah

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i've got a funny little

i've got a funny little

i've got a funny little

i've got a funny little feelin

i've got a funny little

i've got a funny little

i've got a funny little feelin

feelin

feelin