Try to take them and make them sing along And while you grab 'em, make them feel at home You're probably keeping a pocket full of change The coins are flipping, and no decisions made It makes you horny, their widely open throats Waiting to be fed with whatever you may serve But with me, it's so hard to be Nothing hits you better than a cold, cold shaking ground Whacky me, get you wide awake, wake, wake now You try to tame them and make them all yours But now the stomach is craving for some more Your body's sucked in this bottomless hole The beast is sated, but not for very long (The beast is sated) Not for very long Will we waste away? Nothing gives you color and I won't start fading now Green screen, gray matter, white, white, white noise With me, so hard to be Nothing hits you better than a cold, cold shaking ground Whacky me, get you wide awake, wake, wake now