I'm not doing fine

I'm desacrating 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 cannonball right through the ceiling

and sink my teeth in till the feelings gone, yeah



oh, I'm a slow move guy

no time for swatting flies

appeasing bees knees easing g string sesing wheezing funny little feeling

lick it dry

wonder just who am I?

prison warden, teenage boy, tranvestite with high heels on

hey where has my life gone

aint done anything I want

according to my list 

I 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 cannonball right through the ceiling

and sink my teeth in till the feelings gone, yeah



I've got a funny little feeling

my arms are shaking like a lightning rod, yeah

I cannonball right through the ceiling

and sink my teeth in till the feelings gone, yeah



I've got a funny little feeling

my arms are shaking like a lightning rod, yeah

I cannonball right through the ceiling

and sink my teeth in till the feelings gone, yeah



I've got a funny little

I've got a funny little

I've got a funny little 

I've got a funny little feeling

I've got a funny little

I've got a funny little

I've got a funny little feeling

Feeling

Feeling

Feeling

Ahh, you know the feeling