Doin' The Cockroach

I was in heaven, I was in hell

Believe in neither, but fear 'em as well

This one's a doctor, this one's a lawyer

This one's a cash thief, takin' your money

Back to the Metro, ride on a Greyhound

Drunk on the Amtrak, please shut up!

Another rider, he was a talker

Talkin' 'bout TV, please shut up!

This one's a crazer, daydreaming disaster

The origin of junk food, rutting through garbage

Tasty but worthless, dogs eat their own shit

We're doin' the cockroach, yeah

Doin' the cockroach, yeah

Doin' the cockroach, yeah, yeah

Alright, not bad

Doin' the cockroach, yeah

Doin' the cockroach, yeah, yeah

Alright, not bad

Doin' the cockroach, yeah

Doin' the cockroach, yeah, yeah

Alright, not bad, not bad, no

One year, twenty years, forty years, fifty years

Down the road in your life

You'll look in the mirror and say

"My parents are still alive"

You move your mouth, you shake your tongue

You vibrate my eardrums

You're saying words, but you know I ain't listening

You're walking down the street

Your face, your lips, your hips, your eyes, they meet, yeah

You're not hungry though

Well, late last winter, down below the equator

They had a summer that would make you blister

Oh, my mind is all made up

So I'll have to sleep in it

Well, late last winter, down below the equator

They had a summer that would make you blister

Oh, my mind is all made up

So I'll have to sleep in it

Well, late last winter

Down below the equator

They had a summer that would make you blister

And, oh, my mind is all

Oh, my mind is all

Oh, my mind is all made up

So I'll have to sleep in it