Tonight the city is full of morgues. And all the toilets are overflowing. There's shopping malls coming out of the walls. As we walk out among the manure. That's why. I pay no mind. I pay no mind. I pay no mind. Give the finger to the rock 'n' roll singer. As he's dancing upon your paycheck. The sales climb high through the garbage-pail sky. Like a giant dildo crushing the sun. That's why. I pay no mind. Sleep in slime. I just got signed. So get out your lead-pipe pipe dreams. Get out your ten-foot flags. The insects are huge and the poison's all been used. And the drugs won't kill your day job...honey. That's why. I pay no mind. I pay no mind. I pay no mind. That's why. I pay no mind