(In Heaven)... --> (D.U.I) Car crash Cure for the Common Cold --> ...Lady in the Radiator Song

I hereby repudiate everything I’ve ever said and will say
I hereby create my own oubliette
This is my waaaaaaay….out!
I’m driving away

It makes more sense than embarrassing mistakes
Makes more sense than ambiguous give-or-takes
Makes more sense than wordplay for wordplay’s sake
Escape, schnell, schnell, escape

Reject reject reject
Rebut rebut rebut
Renounce renounce renounce
Refute because this makes more sense than saying anything

Oh, of the stage and the stages
I disown superego cos I can’t face it
But lose myself in the crash, in the getaway car
The hot ash, the warm thighs, the push up bra
In the backseat, throw the book at me
An unabridged rhyming dictionary
Let’s get out of the romance, plagiarism
Derivational and derision

Through blinkered vision
Retire to keys and strings
Last sex in the car, don’t forget your things
Talking to a brick wall we hit and I did you against
Will this ever get through?
Will this ever make sense?

Chorus

YOU ARE MORE INSANE THAN A DAVID LYNCH FILM
BUT I AM SICKER THAN A CRONENBERG
VIA HEAVE AND VIA GASP
SHOULDN’T SOUND LIKE THIS
SHOULDN’T SOUND LIKE THAT

Last time I’ll ever speak on this brow wrinkling subject
Now I’ll just get on with it
I’ll be the mouthpiece, then maybe I can find peace
Oh comely, nevermind,
STOP HARPING ON!
Brutal nature is at war with everything in its way
Human nature is at war with everything I say
Just mark the end of the chapter and move along
I’ll dust of the debris and submit to simple song

Chorus

-Thom