I did my time (the mock of the year sits on a table), I'm ready to leave here (ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah) Then again, could be right enough for me to stay (decorated by the paintings of the youthful) The karma takes its toll (elation takes its hold) I guess I'm lame and old, I'm tired of a few things (and I feel it for the first time) I wonder what that's like
Ah
Are you fuckin' crazy, Karen? (No, Henry) Are you crazy? Huh? I got enough to worry about, gettin' fuckin' whacked down the street I gotta fuckin' come home, I gotta fucking come home for this? (I'm sorry) Gothangelz better than Nirvana
