Owner of a lonely heart, I'm Minnesota in the coldest part

But this is Washington, the coast of sharks

No this is Waterloo, I'm Bonaparte

Napoleon Complex has pulled my bones apart

[I'm no Joan of Arc]

I'm lost at sea, oh so Noah's Ark

Until they fall for me like Owen Hart

I hope that's not in Bad Taste, like Peter Jackson's horror start

Or over all their heads like the lower stars, or overwrought

That means it's overwrote, so you could overlook it

It's Overlook Hotel when they go into the bushes

The snow is full of footprints that I made

I'll be your voodoo doll today, just poke into the cushion

I feel the Evil Dead, coming from my feeble head

Unraveling my sanity by a needle thread

I see the trends, the secrets that are being kept

Like anchors that I tie around my throat, I know it's sink-or-swim

So follow me, I'll be your cult leader

Cody Koresh and the Throat Bleeders

I fell in love with the Helter Skelter on the walls

That they'd crawl up when I'd Helen Keller to their calls

The Demerol that they pump through their veins

Gets embalmed when they run through the flames

The sun and the rain

Either way, it's just the same when your eyes are closed like mine

The world can be at peace, but inside it's so unlikeUltraviolet“You come pointing guns in the direction of my wives and my kids, damn it. I'm going to meet you at the door every time. And I'm sorry some of you guys got shot. But, uh....God will have to sort that out, won't He?”