Number One - the only number I can really trust,

Dual faceted - these people that insidetalk to when I must.

In triplicate my body hangs - left drying in the sun,

Four horses at the starting gate - their riders waiting on my gun.

Misused just like the pentagram - distrusted as the Pentagon,

Six sided is this box I've made - you'll dance on it when I am gone.

Seven times I've wondered whether Heaven's truly waiting there,

I smoke another eight ball to convince myself I couldn't care.

The bulb's blown in the neon nin that once shone from my cloud,

Down the street at Number Ten they're talking long and loud.

Life's a game of two halves - I'm not on the team of winners,

Each time I set the table - seems that Judas comes to dinner.

Thirteen black cats cross my path - ignoring all the others,

There is no bride waiting for me - I'm not one of seven brothers.

Fate serves an ace (fifteen-love) -

I'm set to take a bruising,

'cause at sixteen I graduated from the school of losing.

Chorus:

Count me out,

Why don't you count me out?

Said you can count me out,

Go find another easy number.

First catch me in your internet - unload me down your modem,

Then brand me with a barcode, 'cause the fax of life you know them.

Count me out!

Oh what fun at twenty one - you stole the key to my front door,

You don't need me - you won't feed me (I'm not even sixty four).

Fifty two - how it suits you to fool me with your magic tricks,

What's this birthmark on my head? -

Bet it's the number six, six, six.

Chorus:

Count me out,

Why don't you count me out?

Said you can count me out,

Go find another easy number.