If I see the morning hours
  I'll have one more yesterday
  Take life from tomorrow
  Cause I've burned out my today
    If I get up to the top I know
  I'll just go back downhill
  Gotta' terminal future
  And it's time to write my will
    Down another glass of courage
  And a shot of thorazine
    We're not ready to see you yet
  99 ways to die
  We're not ready to see you yet
    Gotta' short between the earphones
  Wringing my hands in dismay
  A more efficient maniac
  With two feet in the grave
    Ain't got no last words to say
  Yellow streak right up my spine
  The gun in my mouth was real
  And the taste blew my mind
    In a black tie and straight jacket
  Man I'm gonna try again
    Chorus repeat
    Demitasse of arsenic
  Try on this tie
  Never mind the tree
    There is only death and danger
  In the sockets of my eyes
  A playground of illusion
  No one plays they only die
    There's a prison in my mind
  And the bars are gonna break
  I'm as mad as a hatter
  And strung out just the same
    Taunting rigor mortis
  I feel it draw me in