The Lampshade Mafia

All obscene, underneath All I see is out of reach Missing eye, missing ear Missing herds will disappear What has not got into you? What has not got into you? Lampshade head all in your face Mafia are in a race Not serene without peace Not with lamps still out of reach Not withstood, not withheld Not with me and not with them What has now got into you has not got into me What has now got into you, it's not got into me I can't hear, I can't see I am blind, I must speak Pullin' wool in my eyes Loaded full with lead tonight What has not got into you? What has not got into you? What has not got into you? What has not got into you? What has now got into you has not got into me What has now got into you, it's not got into me Lampshade head all in your face Mafia are in a race