Night Of The Living Assholes

A haze is in bloom

Alone in my room

And the only relief is that you're not here too

The moon is on fire

The night of the living assholes

A truth has been born, it's tattered and torn

Think it over

Brendan's afraid

That Sheila got laid

She crashed and she burned all the plans that he'd made

Now he's tossin' 'em down like some suicidal clown

And I'm fuckin' bored

Of being a lifeguard

So, kick it over

Is that a foot in your mouth?

Or are you just glad to see me?

Yeah, I've been waiting all night

For someone to come and bore me

What part of the word no

Do you have trouble understanding?

Oh, baby, baby, I gotta go

My lights are flashing, my ship is sailing

I think my train is derailing

Sometimes I feel like a clown

Sometimes I feel like a saviour

I guess that don't justify my anti-social behaviour

But there's a wire in my head

A white lightning solution

Forget the books that I've read

I'll kick your teeth in, you beat my head in

Wait for the wisdom to set in

It's such a gas

Slumming with the working class

For painters and sisters

Let's wind him up and see if he cracks

The street's full of glass

The night of the living assholes

Don't waste your energy on me

You fuckin' phony p.b.

Or I'll kick it over