Lyrics:

Little bird
With your beak pressed against the window
There are no seeds for you today
Life is hard
And so am I
You'd better give me something
So I don't die
Novocaine
For the soul
Before I sputter out
Before I sputter out
Life is white
And I am black
Jesus and his lawyer
Are coming back
Oh, my darling
Will you be here?
Before I sputter out
Before I sputter out
Before I sputter -

Guess who's living here
With the great undead?
This paint-by-numbers life
Is fucking with my head
Once again

Life is good
And I feel great
'Cause mother says I was
A great mistake
Novocaine
For the soul
You'd better give me something
To fill the hole
Before I sputter out
Before I sputter out
Before I sputter out
Before I
Sputter out