you got a choke chain

made out of nightrain

to keep your memory down

in quicksand from the main man

to gel everything out

always out on a joyride

lay it out from insides

always at a dead stall

from sticking pins into miniature men

who can't feel it at all



see you later

see you later

if i see you at all

see you later



see you later

see you later

if i see you at all

see you later



walk thru thick mud

looking for new blood

thinking i heard your name

cruel imagination is still giving me pain

just to find you with the

masterminder

of one of your little affairs

saying how he loves you now

let me show you how much i care



see you later

see you later

if i see you at all



see you later

see you later

if i see you at all



see you later

see you later

if i see you at all

see you later