Lyrics: Queens of The Stone Age. The Fun Machine Took A Shit And Died.

What? What?

I've got guns, do you wanna
Take aim at each other?
Scratch the itch, give the finger
'Cause we don't care anyway

Got knives, have you seen 'em?
In your backs, where we keep 'em
And you're never gonna reach 'em
Well, that sounds fair, ooh

This is bound to be good
You can't but you thought that you could

How you like your position?
You ain't Robert Mitchum
You say you give and you give
Why don't you just give in? Tra, la, la

Young, dumb, drinkin' seamen
Small pond kinda dreamer
You don't like a raft
Why don't you take a swim? Ooh

This is bound to be good
You can't but you thought that you could, ooh

How could you win against yourself again?