If I see the morning hours

I'll have one more yesterday

Take life from tomorrow

Cause I've burned out my today



If I get up to the top I know

I'll just go back downhill

Gotta' terminal future

And it's time to write my will



Down another glass of courage

And a shot of thorazine



We're not ready to see you yet

99 ways to die

We're not ready to see you yet



Gotta' short between the earphones

Wringing my hands in dismay

A more efficient maniac

With two feet in the grave



Ain't got no last words to say

Yellow streak right up my spine

The gun in my mouth was real

And the taste blew my mind



In a black tie and straight jacket

Man I'm gonna try again



Chorus repeat



Demitasse of arsenic

Try on this tie

Never mind the tree



There is only death and danger

In the sockets of my eyes

A playground of illusion

No one plays they only die



There's a prison in my mind

And the bars are gonna break

I'm as mad as a hatter

And strung out just the same



Taunting rigor mortis

I feel it draw me in