NAKED LUNCH – Naked Lunch

There’s no where to go for someone who’s as stunted as you

Your reasons are all invalids, they can’t stand up

I didn’t wake up to find myself as a bug

I’ve been one for much longer than I care to recall
You just drink socially

Sick, sick, sick I get sicker every day
Set the garbage free
It’s on a fire straight from hell
My tongue can not be tamed
Sick, sick, sick I get sicker every day
Oh so sick
Oh I know you don’t get drunk
You make me, yeah you know you make me
Oh so sick
You make me, yeah you know you make me
You want to grow up, but there’s a problem with that
You make me, yeah you know you make me
Still your voice, pump your stomach
I just eat the bug powder then I climb up the wall
Oh so sick

You make me, you make me oh so sick

And when you talk I hear the brain cells die
I’m not a junkie lost in interzone or under the rug
Oh so sick
I can’t express just how I’m feeling, it’s true
You make me, you make me oh so sick
Sick, sick, sick I get sicker every day
I want to throw up, but for now I hold back
So keep your mouth shut
Sick, sick, sick, sick, sick, sick, sick
A gentle word I can not find a way to enunciate
You make me, you make me oh so sick
You make me, you make me oh so sick
Its true that I’m disgusted with myself as well
Sick, sick, sick I get sicker every day
I eat the dirt you kick up, and flaw the chord that resonates
You make me, yeah you know you make me