Lyrics:

Yeah.
yeah.
check It.

my Pen's A Flame Thrower
my Eyes Glazed Over
why Am I Chain Smoking
who Needs Beethoven
who Should I Take A Pop At
call Me Jake Lamotta
i'm A Crossbreed Of Chopper Reid And Ray Liotta
planet Hotmail, Crash Like Roswell
this Is Planet Hostile, Its Lee Harvey Osworld
i See Scared People Because I See No Fair Leaders
i See Dead People Because I See Shared Needles
it's All Liposuction. It's All Thigh Reduction
it's All Filofaxes And Nice Bible Bashing
let The Fat Kids Try It, It's Called The Atkins Diet
and All This Advertising's Kind Of Patronising
wrapped In Klein And Polo Sport
but The Truth Stays Quieter Than A Coma Ward
i Keep On Seeing Bill Hick's Ghost; He Says World War Four Will Be Fought With Sticks And Stones

wondering
is This There All There Is
since I Was, Since I Began To Be
wondering
is This There All There Is
since I Was, Since I Began To Be

must Be My Greatest Triumph
my Face Lit Up By The Lightning As I Watch All The Ravens Fly Off.
in My Grave I Turn, But What Did I Die Of
next To The Flowers Propped Up It's My Biog
it Took A Lot To Compile
so Have A Read And See, It's All There Is Chronological File.
rocks Fall From The Skies
we Chant War Cries
as Dance Round The Fire Like Lord Of The Flies
they Think You Need A Shrink To Relate
but All You Need Is The Strength To Throw A Sink Through The Wall And Escape
why Place A Gun Up To My Head And End All Of It
when I Can Turn Water Into Wine And Then Walk On It
germ Warfare We've Been Warned Of It
soon Kids Will Take Packed Lunches And Gas Masks To School With Them
but Shit, Surely Someone Should Sue Someone
holy Jihads, Batman Someone Should Do Something

wondering
is This There All There Is
since I Was, Since I Began To Be
wondering
is This There All There Is
since I Was, Since I Began To Be