How does it feel to walk around like that? Cut me some slack until my house stops burning No use in crying over milk turned black When your stuck in the sap and sinking... Bottle of whiskey and a baseball bat Paranoiacs are closing in around me Oil me up and slip me through the cracks And I'll never come back until the shitshow's done Try for a million years or two Try all the time Try for a million years, you'll never get it right How does it feel to walk around like that? Mourning the dead while you dissolve the carcass I'm not a panther I'm a pussycat But I'll claw my way back into the wild wild wild wild wild... They told me to write down all my dreams at night Pick out the voices in a crowd subconscious Try as I might to read the archetypes They're utterly nonsensical Try for a million years or two Try all the time Try for a million years, you'll never get it right Try for a million years or two Try all the time Try for a million years, you'll never get it right