"YA YA YA"
So your mama was a mess sometimes
Took the keys away and told you you were boring
Well come sit and talk with me tonight
We can bore each other both until the morning
So your daddy was a poltergeist
Sent your little sister screaming down the hallway
Well I don't know about the afterlife,
But I can help you to forget about the old days
You say your body is a bad punch line
You're sick of looking like a beast after a bombing
Well baby take a look at me sometime,
Let me add a little yodel to your yawning
If you don't believe me
And you're left feeling hollow
Tie a tooth to a tree
Pull the string and I'll follow
You say your brain is like a lost land mine
One false move and you could send the children flying
well I can't think of any reason why
I couldn't add a little dancing to your dying