Cup O'Joe - Sheer Terror

Pass the time, passing the time

Wasting my time looking for the end

Smoking like a dragon, drowning in my flagon

Pumping like a work horse going 'round the bend

Shouting and screaming 'til the walls go deaf

Shaking my fire and brimstone fist

Choking on dust as I cleanse myself

Staining my eyes as I search myself

I’ll never, ever understand

No one will ever, ever know

Sticks and stones will break my bones

But cancer will probably kill me

Filling the gaps with vice after vice

None of which actually thrill me