Lyrics: Tori Amos. Smells Like Teen Spirit.

Load up on guns, bring your friends.
It's fun to lose and to pretend.
She's overboard and self-assured.
Oh no, I know a dirty word.
Hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, ah...

I'm worse at what I do best, and for this gift I feel blessed.
A little group has always been and always will be, until the end.
Hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello.


With the lights out it's less dangerous.
Here we are now, entertain us.
I feel stupid and contagious.
Here we are now, entertain us.
Yes... hello, hello, hello, ah...


With the lights out it's less dangerous.
Here we are now, entertain us.
I feel stupid and contagious.
Here we are now, entertain us.
Yes, a mulatto, an albino, a mosquito, my libido.
A denial, a denial, a denial, a denial.
Yes... a denial...