Everyone gets down, but we’re not all out.
Everyone gets dead, but we don’t all live.
Everyone gets misread, but we’re not all hip.
Everyone gets ditched, for a king of shit.

The kit and caboodle
You’d spit, but you’re too cool
To acknowledge when I’m honey
So show me the money.
Eat my foot when I’m hungry
Said some words that I shouldn’t
Wish you would, but you wouldn’t
I wanna die when I’m horny.

I’ve lost my mind again, I’ve turned black.

I’m too bent up, to straighten me out.
I’m out of luck, so hand me the gun.
Gonna get fucked up, so I can have some fun.
But I can’t get a grip on the trigger.

The kit and caboodle
You’d spit, but you’re too cool
To acknowledge when I’m honey
So show me the money.
Eat my foot when I’m hungry
Said some words that I shouldn’t
Wish you would, but you wouldn’t
I wanna die when I’m horny.


I’ve lost my mind again, I’ve turned black.

Have you felt the drip of black blood drop
Out from your brain to your heart below
Have you been so alone? Have you been so unknown?
Have you felt so alone? So alone?

The kit and caboodle
You’d spit, but you’re too cool
To acknowledge when I’m honey
So show me the money.
Eat my foot when I’m hungry
Said some words that I shouldn’t
Wish you would, but you wouldn’t
I wanna die when I’m horny.