Faust Arp lyrics

Wakey, rise and shine

It's on again off, again on again

Watch me fall like dominoes

In pretty patterns

Fingers in the blackbird pie

I'm tingling

It's what you feel not what you ought to

Reasonable and sensible

Dead from the neck up

I guess I'm stuffed

We thought you had it in you

But not

For no real reason

Squeeze the tubes and empty bottles

I take a bow

It's what you feel not what you ought to

The elephant that's in the room

Is tumbling duplicate and triplicate

Plastic bags in duplicate and triplicate

Dead from the neck up

I guess I'm stuffed

We thought you had it in you

But not

Exactly where do you get off?

Is enough

I love you but enough is enough

Enough of that stuff

There's no real reason