I've been to hell. I spell it...

I spell it DMV

Anyone that's been there

knows precisely what I mean

Stood there and I've waited

and choked back the urge to scream

And if I had my druthers

I'd screw a chimpanzee



call it pointless



When I need relief I spell it THC

Perhaps you may know vaguely what I mean

I sit back and smoke away

huge chunks of memory

As I slowly inflict upon

myself a full lobotomy



call it pointless



Barbecues, tea kettles, gobs of axle grease

There comes a time for every man

To sail the seas of cheese

Now, life's a bowl of bagel dogs,

but there are unpleasantries

Cold toilet seats, dentist chairs

and trips to DMV



call it pointless



I've been to hell. I spell it...

I spell it DMV

Anyone that's been there knows

precisely what I mean

I've stood in line and waited

near an hour and fifteen

And if I had my druthers

I'd screw that chimpanzee



call it pointless