Lyrics: Butthole Surfers. Weird Revolution. Shit Like That.

I keep seeing cloth in my mirror
Which one?
My stomach hurts so bad I could die
I'm moving into a neighborhood I can't stand
The sky is changing colour
There's a metallic paste in my mouth
It's been a great winter
Everything went sour

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They cut me off at the clinic
I had to fight another doctor
I found him in the yellow pages
Maybe I'm bi-polar

Shit like that
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The sky is changing colour
There's a metallic paste in my mouth
It's been a great f**king winter
Everything went sour

Shit like that
Shit like that
Shit like that
Shit like that