I did not think I was 
 The one being addressed 
 In hemorrhoid commercials 
 On the tv set 
 I often stand and stare 
 At nothing in the grocery store 
 Because I do not know 
 What to buy to eat any more 
    And parapraxis 
 The order of the day 
 I never heard that word 
 Until tonight I have to say 
 And I'm suppose to believe that there's some guy 
 Who will take the pain away   
 And there are children who have cancer 
 And so all bets are off 
 Cause I can't compete with that 
 So all bets are off 
 Cause I can't compete with that   
 I've got grey tickles and black pressure 
 And I'd rather lose my arm inside of a corn thresher 
 Just like uncle paul 
 Just like uncle paul 
 I, I, I   
 They wont be happy til 
 They tear down everything 
 Which looks remotely cool 
 Or is older than two weeks 
 You must be kidding me 
 Except I do know better than to ask   
 I can't believe I missed 
 New york during the 70's 
 I could have gotten a head start 
 In the world of disease 
 I'm sure I would have contracted 
 Every single solitary thing   
 And there are children who have cancer 
 And so all bets are off 
 Cause I can't compete with that 
 So all bets are off 
 Cause I can't compete with that   
 They say let go let go let go 
 You must learn to let go 
 If I hear that fucking phrase again 
 This baby is gonna blow   
 Into a million bit of bits 
 Of tiny pieces don't you know 
 Just like my favorite scene in scanners 
 Apparently there was an outcry of some sort today 
 Which no-one heard incidentally and by the way   
 I have not had the strength 
 To leave my place in days or weeks 
 And I'll never understand 
 Whats happening in the middle east   
 And there are children who have cancer 
 And so all bets are off 
 Cause I can't compete with that 
 So all bets are off 
 Cause I can't compete with that   
 I've got grey tickles and black pressure 
 And I'd rather lose my arm inside of a corn thresher 
 Just like uncle paul 
 Just like uncle paul 
 I, I, I 
 I've got grey tickles and black pressure 
 And I'd rather lose my arm inside of a corn thresher 
 Just like uncle paul 
 Just like uncle paul 
 I, I, I