I Woke Up Thirsty On An Island In The Sea

I Woke Up Hungry With Hungry Cougars Surrounding Me



I Hit The Soft Spot On The Soft Spot On My Head

It Made Me Tired So I Sung From My Bed



I'm Ready To Die X4

A Sword, A Switchblade, Any Way You Cut It

I'm Not Afraid, I Know I'm Going To Get It



Oh Maker! (of Such Fine Products

As Palm Trees, And The Dead Sea)

Don't Pardon Me, There's Nothing Rude

Things Conclude, Things Conclude!



As I Slurred That Chorus, The Ghosts Got Biggie

Small Sounds Like A Drill

The Death Sweat Suits Me

A Death Threat Provides A Thrill



I've Seen The World, Kissed All The Pretty Girls

I've Said My Goodbyes And Now I'm Ready To Die.