Gadzooks

Beneath the surface of my skull I ain't been to comfortable Although we're still here No one can tell me why We're here to be To feel until we die So stomp your hands and clap your fucking feet Your overdubbed screams ain't fooling me Married to a certain expecta Shun the sinners to avoid diverse deliberation Unsure smiles are gazing back at me 'Cause we were on that side of his story Too much goes without saying Another fine example of How I keep myself emotionally Detached... La la-la la-la Are you seriously kidding me? You have a beating heart don't you, baby? You're overdubbed screams ain't fooling me So stomp your hands and clap your fucking feet