Island of Living Puke

What, what strange land is this?
What am I doing here?
How did this happen?
Why am I asking you?
I'm beginning to suspect foul play

Late at night, when I am sleeping
You slimy mo-fo's come out creeping
Sucking me into your world of horror
Can this be the world of tomorrow?

Wait a minute, just a second
I know who you are!
Yes, it's true; you're the citizens of the neighborhood
What the hell is it that you're trying to do to me?
Help me, help me
I gotta get outta here!
You're making me brain-damaged
All these people hanging around my head
It's the Island of Living Pukе, you asshole
It's the Island of Living Puke, you assholе

Perhaps I just need a slight cranial adjustment
Like the dentist pulling my gums inside out
And pulling my brain out through my gum cavity
As my head implodes and is yanked out by some damn Yankee barber

Perhaps I'm a beauty queen
The target of a thousand flying jackasses
Braying and mocking defiance of their stultified, stupified dedication on my peekini

Perhaps I've already won ten million dollars
With the mo-fo geeks chasing me through the woods
Trying to rip off my britches
And use me for a human weenie roast in front of the Campfire Girls' Glee Club

Perhaps nothing is what I think it is
Maybe you're all just a bunch of nice guys
And you aren't really trying to suck every last cent out of my pocket
And give me absolutely nothing in return

Wait a minute, I know who you are!
You're the citizens of the neighborhood
What the hell are you trying to do to me?
You're making me brain-damaged, all these people hanging around my head
It's the Island of Living Puke, you asshole
It's the Island of Living Puke, you asshole

Perhaps I just need a slight cranial adjustment
Perhaps I'm a beauty queen
Perhaps I've already won ten million dollars
Perhaps nothing is what I think it is
Maybe you're all just a bunch of nice guys
And you aren't really trying to suck every last cent out of my pocket
And give me absolutely nothing in return