Hooray For Me...

When I can see my teenage father standing straight on a desolate corner
In the shadow of tentacled towers by the red light of America
I imagine how his mother felt
When she heard that her husband was dying

And the underground heroes of the tarmac
Shooting smack
Were blowing up worlds
And damned out loud
Hey, can you tell me how does it feel?

Yeah, tell me, can you imagine, for a second
Doing anything that you don't have to?
Well that's what I'm accustomed to so hooray for me
And fuck you!

When I slept with stony faces on the river bank
My angel devil reveler shook me desperately in dying
I don't exactly want to apologize for anything

And now we're all mad
And tangled in secret rooms with roman candles
On an endless graveyard train

Yeah, tell me, can you imagine, for a second
Doing anything just 'cause you want to?
Well that's just what I do so hooray for me
And fuck you!

Yeah I was dreaming through the how’s life, yawning car black headlamp night
She told me: Mad and meaningless as ever
And a song came on my radio like a cemetery rhyme
For a million crying corpses in their tragedy
Of respectable existence

Tell me, can you imagine, for a second
Trying half the things you ever wanted to?
Well that's just what I do so hooray for me

Oh, yeah, I'm not respectable, never sensible
Maybe incredible, so damned irascible
And I like the things I do so hooray for me
And fuck you!