 Hello, this is called the mothership You were lost asking how you got to be so rusted crusty fat cold and moldy just at the age of 22 It was the freeways the varicose vein vipers That said you could learn coke at McD's doling flesh or you could learn it somewhere else But find your own damn money and leave me alone And I found you in a supermarket aisle Draped in leopard print tired Painted face and you'd given life Kets a quaddle The baby boys suck the bottle you never were taken out to dinner and now the boy is two or three You save the candlelight for vigils