There's a grenade under his desire And he burns like a stopwatch on fire The fuse is short, the countdown's on And he'll pick up all the pieces after she's gone He'll pick up all the pieces after she's gone When she's gone You're gonna drink like a wasted frat And kick your feet like a spoiled brat You made your bed now you're lying alone And you'll pick up all the pieces after she's gone long gone Motel 30 is a desperate shout And if you check in then you'll never check out You feel like a hound, you look like a pup And if you let it get you down then you'll never get up Get you down Down, down when the pity's on Some kind of new-age Ponce de Leon You're drinking fear from a wooden cup And if you let it get you down then you'll never get up Paranoid null and void beaten down Tired of having you around I know you I can't believe it's true So, hand me down my walking cane Don't wanna hear you spout that bullshit again If it's too old baby, you're too loud And you'll feel more lonely out in the crowd You'll feel more lonely out in the crowd In the crowd You've gotta get with the party plan Or better move your ass old man Live your life and live it loud Or you'll feel more lonely out in the crowd You'll feel more lonely out in the crowd