Repo Man - Those Darlins

I was riding on a concrete slab

Down a river of a useless land

It was such a beautiful day

I heard a witch doctor say

I’ll turn you into a toadstool

I’m looking for the joke with a microscope

A muscle twitch, an auto it swerves

You want to speak you lose your nerve

Infinity throws you a curve

Dumps you in shit you don’t deserve

As life roars by you in a blur

Leaves you murmuring a dirty word

A page out of a comic book

A chicken hanging on a hook

A reverie, a babbling brook

A sermonette, a TV.

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Shaking my hand at your fake head

A suicide, a certain look

A microphone, a blues guitar

Piques a feeling near and far

Stupidity a mental scar

Cruel cruelty, oh cruelty

Harboring no inspiration

An alcoholic at the bar

Every insult goes too far

I was pissing on the desert sands

When the desert whispered to me

It said, isn’t this a shame?

Things will never be the same

I’ve learned this gets me so edgy

Now I’m looking for the joke with a microscope

I was a teenaged dinosaur

Stoned and obsolete

I didn’t get fucked and I didn’t get kissed

I got so fucking pissed

Using my head for an ashtray

Now I tell you who I am

I’m a repo man

And I’m looking for the joke

Yeah I’m looking for the joke

I’m looking for the joke

Looking for the joke

Looking for the joke

Looking for the joke with a microscope

I been looking for the repo repo repo repo man

Looking for the repo repo repo repo man

Looking for the repo man

Looking for the repo man

Looking for the repo man

Looking for the repo man