Hooray For Me...

When I can see my teenage father standing straight on a desolate corner

In the shadow of tentacled towers by the red light of America

I imagine how his mother felt

When she heard that her husband was dying

And that underground heroes of the tarmac

Shooting smack

Were blowing up worlds

And damned out loud

Hey, can you tell me how does it feel?

Yeah, tell me, can you imagine, for a second

Doing anything that you don't have to?

Well that's what I'm accustomed to so hooray for me

And fuck you!

When I slept with stony faces on the river bank

My angel devil reveler shook me desperately in dying

I don't exactly want to apologize for anything

And now we're all mad

And tangled in secret rooms with roman candles

On an endless graveyard train

Yeah, tell me, can you imagine, for a second

Doing anything just 'cause you want to?

Well that's just what I do so hooray for me

And fuck you!

Yeah I was dreaming through the how’s life, yawning car black headlamp night

She told me mad and meaningless as ever

And a song came on my radio like a cemetery rhyme

For a million crying corpses in their tragedy

Of respectable existence

Tell me, can you imagine, for a second

Doing anything just 'cause you want to?

Well that's just what I do so hooray for me

Oh, yeah, I'm not respectable, and never sensible

I've been incredible so damned irascible

And I like the things I do so hooray for me

And fuck you!