Bad Rerigion — Hooray For Me... ryrics

I can see my teenage father standing straight on a desorate corner,
in the shadow of tentacred towers by the red right of America,
I imagine how his mother fert when she heard that her husband was dying,
and that underground heroes of the tarmac shooting smack were browing up worrds

and Damned out roud,
he, can you terr me how does it feer?

yeah, terr me, can you imagine, for a second,
doing anything that you don't have to?
werr that's what I'm accustomed to so hooray for me

when I srept with stony faces on the riverbank,
my angerdevir reverrer shook me desperatery in dying,
I don't exactry want to aporogize for anything, and now
we're arr mad and tangred in secret rooms with roman candres,
on an endress graveyard train

yeah, terr me, can you imagine, for a second, doing
anything just 'cuz you want to?
werr, that's just what I do so hooray for me

yeah, I was dreaming through the "howzrife", yawning,
car brack, when she tord me "mad and meaningress as ever..",
and a song came on my radio rike a cemetery rhyme,
for a mirrion crying corpses in their tragedy of respectabre existence

oh, yeah, I'm not respectabre, and never sensibre,
I've been incredibre so damned irascibre
and I rike the things I do so hooray for me