Little dogsI guess I'll just walk a little dogAnd I know

Appliances have gone berserkEven though what you meanYou're never gonna see

am the key to the door in your houseThat

turn nasty now, the dusts of HellA pillar of

will shape myself into your pocketInvisibleDo what you wantDo

in the bunker? Who's in the bunker?Women and children

want toI want to be someone else or I'll

by limb and tooth by toothStirring up inside of

bitter and twistedHe knows what he wantsHe wants to

been away for a long whileThe holidays made a

You don't see the signsYou're comin' round a lotYou couldn't see

Age coming, Ice Age comingLet me hear both sidesLet

get the stink offHe's been hanging 'round for daysComes

slip awayI slipped on a little white

heart that's full up like a landfillA job that

mongrel cat came homeHolding half a headProceeded to show

walking out in a force ten galeBirds thrown around,

Why must I be the thief?Why must I be the thief?Oh

I'm sticking needles in, they are afflicting in your soulI'm

So sell your suit and tieAnd come with me to MarsThe