On todayâ¬"s show weâ¬"ll be humble
Weâ¬"ll remake your mind
And if you listen you new question
Is killing time a crime

A compilation of copulation
Is playing in my car
Their talking pillows well didnâ¬"t you know
Thatâ¬"s what makes a star

And I keep sucking in these carcinogens
Iâ¬"m a vacuum tube with nothing else to do

I saw a pro-mo it said Iâ¬"m po-mo
But I donâ¬"t trust the signs
If I nay say will you hate me
For a real long time

Some disaster I paid my pastor
To come and knock me out
Got some therapy and some hair cream
Now I cry in style

And I keep sucking in these carcinogens
Iâ¬"m a vacuum tube with nothing else to do

I was made from copper wires you donâ¬"t know me at all
I was made from copper wires you donâ¬"t know me at all
I was made from copper wires you donâ¬"t know me at all
I was made from copper wires you donâ¬"t know me at all
I was made from copper wires you donâ¬"t know me at all
(Iâ¬"m the engine youâ¬"re the driver Iâ¬"m the engine youâ¬"re the driver)
I was made from copper wires you donâ¬"t know me at all
(Iâ¬"m the engine youâ¬"re the driver Iâ¬"m the engine youâ¬"re the driver)
I was made from copper wires you donâ¬"t know me at all
(Iâ¬"m the engine youâ¬"re the driver Iâ¬"m the engine youâ¬"re the driver)
(I keep sucking in these carcinogens Iâ¬"m a vacuum
tube with nothing else to do)
I was made from copper wires you donâ¬"t know me at all
(Iâ¬"m the engine youâ¬"re the driver Iâ¬"m the engine youâ¬"re the driver)
(I keep sucking in these carcinogens Iâ¬"m a vacuum
tube with nothing else to do)