I'm not doing fine
I'm desacrating lives
I boned a phone booth of a lady shaky heinous crimes
nailing hands down to floorboards
angry side gone overboard
and I'm bored
still bored
I'm so bored

I've got a funny little feeling
my arms are shaking like a lightning rod, yeah
I cannonball right through the ceiling
and sink my teeth in till the feelings gone, yeah

oh, I'm a slow move guy
no time for swatting flies
appeasing bees knees easing g string sesing wheezing funny little feeling
lick it dry
wonder just who am I?
prison warden, teenage boy, tranvestite with high heels on
hey where has my life gone
aint done anything I want
according to my list
I still got so many musicians to kill
will kill until I fill my landfill full of bodies standing still

I've got a funny little feeling
my arms are shaking like a lightning rod, yeah
I cannonball right through the ceiling
and sink my teeth in till the feelings gone, yeah

I've got a funny little feeling
my arms are shaking like a lightning rod, yeah
I cannonball right through the ceiling
and sink my teeth in till the feelings gone, yeah

I've got a funny little feeling
my arms are shaking like a lightning rod, yeah
I cannonball right through the ceiling
and sink my teeth in till the feelings gone, yeah

I've got a funny little
I've got a funny little
I've got a funny little feeling
I've got a funny little
I've got a funny little
I've got a funny little feeling
Feeling
Feeling
Feeling
Ahh, you know the feeling