Faust Arp

Wakey wakey
Rise and shine
It's on again, off again, on again
Watch me fall like
Dominoes in
Pretty patterns
Fingers in the blackberry pie
I'm tingling, tingling, tingling
It's what you feel, not
What you ought to, what you ought to

Reasonable and sensible
Dead from the neck up
I guess I'm stuffed, stuffed, stuffed
We thought you had it in you
but not, not, not
For no real reason

Squeeze the tubes and empty bottles out
Take a bow, take a bow, take a bow
It's what you feel, not
What you ought to, what you ought to
An elephant that's in the room is
Tumbling, tumbling, tumbling
Duplicate and triplicate and
Plastic bags and

Duplicate and triplicate
Dead from the neck up
I guess I'm stuffed, stuffed, stuffed
We thought you had it in you
but not, not, not
Exactly where do you get off?
Is enough, Is enough
I love you but enough is enough,
Enough of that stuff
There's no real reason

You've got a head full of feathers
You're gonna melt into butter