five stars, lucky stars -
lucky strike make all 'em start
to follow my word at my worst
so i've got inflammable guts!

you need me now?
oh, you meen it now?
i'm out of my brains so
nothing can be explained now!

i'm a crazy shit, huh?
i'm a weirdo lunch:
choke on me, chop me up -
there's nothing to launch

with a face like that.
and you don't appreciate it,
my cool towards your mind.
maybe i have to remind but
i'm already done trying.