Lyrics:

Wake up in the morning Tossing and turning all night Your mind is shaking, feeling nothing went right Your mind is pulsing and your eyes are blood red There's one thing that I know can cure your aching head If you need a quarter They you'll start pinching for change And if you can't find a ride You'll get there anyway When you were just a little kid You thought that you'd be sneaky Hiding with your friends Sneaking a smoke as your parents drove away You know they say crime pays Act like an asshole Until there's smoke in your veins You need a smoke before the end of the day NICOTINE FIT you on the rage you can't quit NICOTINE FIT you haven't had a cigarette yet SONG: Land of Misfit Toys There's an S.O.S. from the land of the misfit toys It seems the kind's turning his army into No. 2 pencils The other toys are really getting pissed Someone better stop him before there's total anarchy There was a time, a day not long ago When everyone was happy and the sun used to shine But now those days are gone they're ready to revolt Because he took their pieces and he stole their batteries The toy gun's pissed because he can't find a job Off the market due to stupid fucking cops We all need a hero in the land of misfit toys