1-800 Suicide

Suicide it's a suicide, biddy bye bye

Suicide it's a suicide

Suicide it's a suicide, biddy bye bye

Suicide it's a suicide

So you wanna die, commit suicide

Dial 1-800-Cyanide line

Far as life, yo, it ain't worth it

Put a rope around your neck and jerk it

The trick didn't work

Your life was fucked up from the first day of birth

After watching Jackie Gleason, walk into a precinct

Gun down the captain for no fucking reason

And get some LSD or a drink from the bar

Get behind your wheel and crash the car

Like Desert Storm, got bombs for the war

Confront an alligator, let it eat ya raw

Back to the function, riding the caboose to hell

BZZZZZT touched the third rail

You fucked up chicken, now you just got fried

Cause it's a suicide

Suicide it's a suicide, biddy bye bye

Suicide it's a suicide

Suicide it's a suicide, biddy bye bye

Suicide it's a suicide

Hey, you, little rich kid, what's your beef?

Come and tell the Grym Reaper all of your grief

You asked for a Benz and you only got a Jeep

Your pop's got ends, but yo, he's mad cheap

Maybe you're a bastard child, you think

Mom and Dad are white and you're dark as ink

Maybe you're Sicilian with a tan

But you hate lasagna and the pizza man

Now you stand on the Gravedigga plot and

You're singing the blues about the rough life you've got

(Not!) you don't wanna live no more

I guess you're really ready for the graveyard tour

When you get home, just seal up your windows and you doors

Turn your oven on high for about four hours

Light you a blunt, kiss your ass goodbye

You gassed yourself, 'cause it's a suicide

Suicide it's a suicide, biddy bye bye

Suicide it's a suicide

Suicide it's a suicide, biddy bye bye

Suicide it's a suicide

Yep, I've said it before and I'll say it again

Life moves pretty fast

If you don't stop and look around every once in a while

You could miss it

Six fucking devils stepped up playing brave, God

Had the fucking nerve to try and enter my graveyard

I'm the Rzarector, be my sacrifice

Commit suicide and I'll bring you back to life

The first was convinced, stuck a water hose in his mouth

At full blast so his head can explode

Second one said: Hmm, that's good but I can top it!

Put a axe up to his head and then he chopped it

Blood shot out in every direction

The rest didn't know what to do, I made suggestions

Put a slug in your mug; overdose on a drug

Wet your hand, stick a knife in the plug

Or be like Richard Pryor, set your balls on fire

Better yet, go hang yourself with a barbed wire

Three and Four fell deep into the spell and

Ran to the zoo, locked themselves in the lion's den

Number Five said: It ain't worth being alive!

Smoked a dust joint, mixed it with cyanide

The only one who escaped was Number Six

He went home, sat in the tub, and slit his wrists

Yeah, more graves to dig, goodbye

There's no need to cry, 'cause we all die