Repo Man

I was riding on a concrete slab Down a river of useless flab It was such a beautiful day I heard a witchdoctor say "I'll turn you into a toadstool" I'm looking for the DOPE with a microscope My muscle's twitching on your words If you're on the streets you lose your nerves Divinity throws you a curve Sticks you and then you go beserk Abhoaring no inspiration I'm looking for the DOPE with a microscope Page out of a comic book A chicken hanging on a hook A river and a babbling brook A sermon and a teenage hook Shaking my hand at your fake face A suicide a certain look A microphone a loose guitar People feeling near and far Stupidity a mental scar Put cruel into cruelty As life goes by you in a blurr An achoholic has gone far Everything just goes to far I was pissing on the desert sands When the desert whispered to me "Damn! Isn't this a shame? Things will never be the same..." I run this gas and oasis Now I'm looking for the DOPE with a microscope I was a teenage dinosaur, stoned and obsolete I didn't get fucked and I didn't get kissed I got so fucking dense Using my head for an ashtray Now I'll tell you who I am I'm the Repo-Man And I'm looking for the joke Looking for the joke I'm looking for the joke with a microscope