Now, do it now

While he's gassing himself to a palpable stupor

The timing's ideal and the moment is super

To ready and fire and blow the sick bastard away

Now, do it now

Just a flicker of pressure, right here on the trigger

And Audrey won't have to put up with that pig for another day

Now-for the girl, now-for the plant

Now-yes I will. . .but I can't)



Don't be fooled if I should giggle

Like a sappy, happy dope

It's just the gas, it's got me high

But don't let that fact deceive you

Any moment I could die

Though I giggle and I chortle,

Bear in mind I'm not immortal

Why this whole thing strikes me funny

I don't know-cause it really is a rotten way to go



(What we have here is an ethical dilemma

'Less I help him get the mask removed,

He doesn't have a prayer

True the gun was never fired,

But the way events transpired,

I can finish him with simple laissez faire)



Don't be fooled if I should chuckle

Like hyenas in a zoo

It's just the gas, it turns me on

But don't let my mirth deceive you

Any moment I'll be gone

All my vital signs are failing

Cause the oxide I'm inhaling

Makes it difficult as hell to catch my breath

Are you dumb or hard of hearing?

Or relieved my end is nearing?

Are you satisfied? I laughed myself to. . .

(Death