I was riding on a concrete slab
Down a river of useless flab
It was such a beautiful day
I heard a witchdoctor say
“I’ll turn you into a toadstool”
I’m looking for the joke with a microscope
A muscle twitch, an auto swerves
You want to speak you lose your nerve
Infinity throws you a curve
Dumps you in shit you don’t deserve
As life roars by you in a blur
Leaves you murmuring a dirty word
A page out of a comic book
A chicken hanging on a hook
A reverie, a babbling brook
A sermonette, a TV. cook
Shaking my hand at your fake head
A suicide, a certain look
A microphone, a blues guitar
Heaps of feeling near and far
Stupidity a mental scar
Cruel cruelty, oh cruelty
Harboring no inspiration
An alcoholic at the bar
Every insult goes to far
I was pissing on the desert sands,
When the desert whispered to me,
It said, “Isn’t this a shame?
Things will never be the same...”
I’ve learned this gets me so edgy
Now I’m looking for the joke with a microscope
I was a teenaged dinosaur
Stoned and obsolete
I didn’t get fucked and I didn’t get kissed
I got so fucking pissed
Using my head for an ashtray
Now I tell you who I am
I’m a repo man
And I’m looking for the joke
Yeah I’m looking for the joke
I’m looking for the joke
Looking for the joke
Looking for the joke
Looking for the joke with a microscope
I been looking for the repo repo repo repo man
Looking for the repo repo repo repo man
Looking for the repo man
Looking for the repo man
Looking for the repo man
Looking for the repo man...
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