Faust Arp

Wakey wakey
Rise and shine
It's on again off again on again
Watch me fall
Like dominoes
In pretty patterns

Fingers in
The blackbird pie
I'm tingling tingling tingling
It's what you feel not
What you ought to what you ought to
Reasonable and sensible

Dead from the neck up
I guess I'm stuffed, stuffed, stuffed
We thought you had it in you
But not not not
For no real reason

Squeeze the tubes and empty bottles
I take a bow take a bow take a bow
It's what you feel not
What you ought to what you ought to
The elephant that's in the room is
Tumbling tumbling tumbling
Duplicate and triplicate
Plastic bags and
In duplicate and triplicate

Dead from the neck up
I guess I'm stuffed stuffed stuffed
We thought you had it in you
But not not not
Exactly where do you get off
Is enough is enough
I love you but enough is enough, enough of that stuff
There's no real reason

You've got a head full of feathers
You're gonna melt into butter