(Now, do it now 
While he`s gassing himself to a palpable stupor 
The timing`s ideal and the moment is super 
To ready and fire and blow the sick bastard away 
Now, do it now 
Just a flicker of pressure, right here on the trigger 
And Audrey won`t have to put up with that pig for another day 
Now-for the girl, now-for the plant 
Now-yes I will. . .but I can`t) 
Don`t be fooled if I should giggle 
Like a sappy, happy dope 
It`s just the gas, it`s got me high 
But don`t let that fact deceive you 
Any moment I could die 
Though I giggle and I chortle, 
Bear in mind I`m not immortal 
Why this whole thing strikes me funny 
I don`t know-cause it really is a rotten way to go 
(What we have here is an ethical dilemma 
`Less I help him get the mask removed, 
He doesn`t have a prayer 
True the gun was never fired, 
But the way events transpired, 
I can finish him with simple laissez faire) 
Don`t be fooled if I should chuckle 
Like hyenas in a zoo 
It`s just the gas, it turns me on 
But don`t let my mirth deceive you 
Any moment I`ll be gone 
All my vital signs are failing 
Cause the oxide I`m inhaling 
Makes it difficult as hell to catch my breath 
Are you dumb or hard of hearing? 
Or relieved my end is nearing? 
Are you satisfied? I laughed myself to. . . 
(Death)