Finds A Nice Cliff

    "I took out my tongue twice removed from my face
    Across a bridge and across the mountains
   Threw a nickel in the fountain
   To save my soul from all these troubled times
   And all the drugs that I don't have the guts to take
   To soothe my mind so I'm always sober
   Always aching, always heading towards
   Mass suicide, occult figurines
   And wasted gas-station attendants
   Attending to their jobs
   And a nice drive in the country
   Finds a nice cliff to drop off
   Oh when this life just gets so grating
   All the grittiness of life

   But don't take those pills your boyfriend gave you
   You're too wonderful to die"