If I see the morning hours
I`ll have one more yesterday
Take life from tomorrow
Cause I`ve burned out my today
If I get up to the top I know
I`ll just go back downhill
Gotta` terminal future
And it`s time to write my will
Down another glass of courage
And a shot of thorazine
We`re not ready to see you yet
99 ways to die
We`re not ready to see you yet
Gotta` short between the earphones
Wringing my hands in dismay
A more efficient maniac
With two feet in the grave
Ain`t got no last words to say
Yellow streak right up my spine
The gun in my mouth was real
And the taste blew my mind
In a black tie and straight jacket
Man I`m gonna try again
Chorus repeat
Demitasse of arsenic
Try on this tie
Never mind the tree
There is only death and danger
In the sockets of my eyes
A playground of illusion
No one plays they only die
There`s a prison in my mind
And the bars are gonna break
I`m as mad as a hatter
And strung out just the same
Taunting rigor mortis
I feel it draw me in