Try to take 'em 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, 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 their 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 Will we waste away? Nothing gives you color when it won't start fading now Green screen, great letter, 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