Lyrics

There's a splinter in my skin But I think I'll let it sit And today I found a tick But I guess I'll let it dig They say, "Never have regrets" But this tattoo on my leg Is infected And now my face is turning blue I've been coughing up my food By tonight, I'll have removed Another grown-up tooth And you look like someone else Let me nurse you back to health I don't feel so well [Instrumental] From these beat writers and all-nighters By lamplight or by campfire Seek new diners by state line or my typewriter I can't find her I won't smile or confide I'd be all writer if I was a lit minor But tonight, my drive buys her A third eye on her right thigh The legend says that once the space brothers came to this planet and they used to live with us and they was very important in our lives and they used to be very powerful people