Life Is Killing Me

Nettie, no need to cry
Let me wipe those tear drops from your eyes

In the dark bathed in Cathode ray blue
Miss Red Hook of 1922
Weeping silently for the pain of others
Every night a tearful rosary
A victim of the curse of empathy
Her reward for compassion is to suffer

Nettie, no need to cry
Let me wipe those tear drops from your eyes

My shortcomings I know caused her grief
Still she loves me. This I can't believe!
Responding not with anger but a prayer
Heaven's just Southwest of Cobble Hill
True, I am the son of an Angel
Maternally, not one woman compares

Nettie, no need to cry
Let me wipe those tear drops from your eyes

If you fall, I will catch you
When you're lost, I'll be there soon
Far away, but of course near
When you're sad, I'm always here

Thank you for saving me from myself
Your compassion became its own hell
Unequivocably beautiful inside and out
Without a doubt

Nettie, no need to cry
Let me wipe those tear drops from your eyes

It's been doing some thinking
And felt fair that she should know
All actions in which partake
Are far beyond It's control
Whether It was born or bred
Genetic, Environment
I wouldn't bother to ask It why
Simply concentrate on when

It lies awake, yes, quite obsessed
Making plans but It won't tell
So longs to hear her final words
I brought this on myself
The theory of futility
Now you'll learn, so be prepared
Enemies are equal to
Wrath times the speed of fright squared

If you don't kill me
I'm going to have to kill you
You-Hoo

My God helps those who help themselves
Of thus, she shant be ashamed
Crawl into line and wait your turn
Remember Jesus slaves
Department of Probation:
"Legally It can't be blamed,
held therefore unaccountable
since It's clinically insane - what a shame again"

If you don't kill me
I'm going to have to kill you
You-Hoo

You must decide
We're out of time
No place to hide
Your choice - not mine

My sex-change operation got botched
My guardian angel fell asleep on the watch
Now all I got is a Barbie doll crotch
I got an angry inch

Six inches forward and five inches back
I got a
I got an angry inch
Six inches forward and five inches back
I got a
I got an angry inch

I'm from the land where you still hear the cries
I had to get out, had to sever all ties
I changed my name and assumed a disguise
I got an angry inch

Six inches forward and five inches back
I got a
I got an angry inch
Six inches forward and five inches back
I got a
I got an angry inch

Six inches forward and five inches back
The train is coming and I'm tied to the track
I try to get up but I can't get no slack
I got a
Angry Inch Angry Inch

My mother made my tits out of clay
My boyfriend told me that he'd take me away
They dragged me to the doctor one day
I've got an angry inch

Six inches forward and five inches back
I got a
I got an angry inch
Six inches forward and five inches back
I got a
I got an angry inch

Long story short:
When I woke up from the operation
I was bleeding down there
I was bleeding from the gash between my legs
My first day as a woman
And already it's that time of the month
But two days later
The hole closed up
The wound healed
And I was left with a
One inch mound of flesh
Where my penis used to be
Where my vagina never was
A one inch mound of flesh
With a scar running down it
Like a sideways grimace
On an eyeless face
Just a little bulge
It was an angry inch

Six inches forward and five inches back
The train is coming and I'm tied to the track
I try to get up but I can't get no slack
I got a
Angry Inch Angry Inch

Six inches forward and five inches back
Stay under cover till the night turns to black
I got my inch and I'm set to attack
I got an Angry Inch Angry Inch

We were electrocute
In our has-been 1980's suits
So electrocute
Everyone we knew said it too
That's when even strangers knew our names
Ten years later sighed "what a shame"

We were electrocute
To make the point again is moot
Ssso electrocute
How on you I've wasted my youth
Your cold eyes of Coney Island sand
Hair dyed the blood of a foolish man

So proud to be by your side
We were a team no one denied

Even though I still miss your lips
You're about as real as your tits

Wilma Flintstone, Marcia Brady,
Alice Kramden, Gladys Kravitz,
Laverne and Shirley, Jeannie

Morticia Adams, Aunt Esther,
Sweet Polly Purebread, Natasha,
Mrs. MacGillicuddy

How could she?

Ginger, Mary Anne, Mrs. Howell,
Samantha Stevens, Lieutentant Uhura,
Judy Jetson

Olive Oyl, Ethel Mertz,
Edith Bunker, Marilyn Munster,
Rhoda, Penny Robinson

How could she?
Why don't you love me anymore?

Quite upset, angry, just plain annoyed
No recourse except for celluloid
In my heart, I know you are not real
Though in mind, suspect you still can feel

Walt Disney or Hanna-Barbera
Black or white, stunning Technicolor
Warner Brothers and the A.A.P.
I've become addicted to TV

Crissy Snow, Catwoman,
Creepela, Weezie Jefferson,
Betty Rubble, Little Cindy Who

Penelope Pitstop, Lois Lane,
Vanna White, Wonder Woman,
Elly May, Maude, Witchiepoo

How could she?
Why don't you love me anymore?
How could you?

Ever throwing at his home
Two glass houses, twenty stones
Fourteen yellow, six are blue
Could it be worse
Quite doubtful

I don't wanna be
I don't wanna be me
I don't wanna be me anymore
I don't wanna be
I don't wanna be me
I don't wanna be me anymore

Two steps forward, three steps back
Without warning, heart attack
He fell asleep in the snow
Never woke up, died alone

I don't wanna be
I don't wanna be me
I don't wanna be me anymore
I don't wanna be
I don't wanna be me
I don't wanna be me anymore

Please don't dress in black
When you're at his wake
Don't go there to mourn
But to celebrate

Please don't dress in black
When you're at his wake
Don't go there to mourn
But to celebrate

I don't wanna be
I don't wanna be me
I don't wanna be me anymore
I don't wanna be
I don't wanna be me
I don't wanna be me anymore
I don't wanna be (I don't wanna be)
I don't wanna be me (be me)
I don't wanna be (I don't wanna be)
me anymore (more)
I don't wanna be (I don't wanna be)
I don't wanna be me (be me)
I don't wanna be (I don't wanna be)
me anymore

What makes you think that you have won?
When the battle has only just begun
Let the punishment fit the crime
Bad things come to those in all good time

My mistake was to put you first
Deceitful bubble was so soon to burst
I asked you - believe in just us
Now my faith lie in mine own justice

How many times must I say I'm not sorry?
And how many ways can I show I don't care?

Rotting bodies of enemies
Cannot smell sweet enough to me
What is the price of a friend
Who would carry out revenge?

In this bleak world of absent laws
One in which the just are whores
An honor to die for the truth
Eye for an eye, tooth for tooth

How many times must I say I'm not sorry?
And how many ways can I show I don't care?