This is an advertisement for disaster

You're going to laugh on the other side of your mouth

I mo blow my nose on your hankering

If you're getting in then I'm getting out

This is the third and final bout

THIS IS A CRIME WITHOUT PASSION

BLOOD WASHES AWAY BLOOD

I WANT TO VENT MY SPLEEN ON THE AMERICAN DREAM

AND SOAK THE LENS IN VASELINE

EXIT THE MAN.. EXIT THE MAN.. EXIT THE MAN WITH NINE
LIVES

You get on my wick - well get off it

I'm going to burn the candle at both ends

I fell like I'm stuck in a maze...ment

With all dead ends

I wonder where this all extends

THIS IS A CRIME WITHOUT PASSION

BLOOD WASHES AWAY BLOOD

I WANT TO VENT MY SPLEEN ON THE AMERICAN DREAM

AND SOAK THE LENS IN VASELINE

EXIT THE MAN.. EXIT THE MAN.. EXIT THE MAN WITH NINE
LIVES

This is the most transparent thing

That I ever did'nt see

Spending all the time trying to think up things

(for the autobiography)

Don't I know you from somewhere before?

Were'nt you a tonic to the nation?

When I saw you last, were'nt you framed

By somebody else's latest Croatian?

You really know how to POLLUTE A GUY

You really know how to DILUTE A GUY

THIS IS A CRIME WITHOUT PASSION

BLOOD WASHES AWAY BLOOD

FRATERNISE! PATRONISE! DEODORISE! SANITISE!

NOT DIRTY BUT THE NAME IS MUD

I WANT TO VENT MY SPLEEN ON THE AMERICAN DREAM

NOT SOAK THE LENS IN VASELINE

EXIT THE MAN WITH NINE LIVES

You would'nt look so damned surrealist

If you did'nt have an apple on your face

You're a blemish in my mind

A pockmark on the human race

WASTE OF SPACE WASTE OF SPACE WASTE OF SPACE

THIS IS A CRIME WITHOUT PASSION

BLOOD WASHES AWAY BLOOD

FRATERNISE! PATRONISE! DEODORISE! SANITISE!

MIND A DROUGHT...FACE A FLOOD

I WANT TO VENT MY SPLEEN ON WHAT I'VE SEEN

NOT SOAK THE LENS IN VASELINE

Exit the man, the man with nine lives

Exit the man, exit the man