Hanging out with locals Q's just like Bourdain Bought the drugs right through the chain link fence I found a new kind of blowhole Instantaneous brain death Just like turning off a TV set ♪ A barrel of culls, can still make a good batch But just like a bored kid, picking at scabs It's useless as a vacuum in the desert This hallway, is getting narrower, and narrower ♪ This hallway (this hallway, this hallway, this hallway, this hallway, this hallway) This hallway (this hallway, this hallway, this hallway, this hallway, this hallway) This hallway is getting narrower and narrower and narrower And narrower and narrower ♪ I'm not supposed to be here I'm just showing up every day like Cal Ripken Junior