Well There Ain't Nobody Left To Impress
And Everyone's Kissing Their Own Hands
This 666 On The Kitchen Floor
Ain't No Fire In The Pan?
I Get Lonesome...

So Glad To Be A Slab
Stiff As A Stick On A Board
I Get Thoughts And Dirty Socks
Piled In The Corner
I Get Lonesome...

Getting Fat On Your Own Fear
Bring That Beer Over Here
I Stomp On The Floor
Just To Make A Sound