Check A rope round your neck A write-off and wreck A reason to stop this endless shit A hot-tempered fit An eyeful of grit A house full of engines And I'm Trying to get all of my soldiers in line And I fail to make sense of this hopeless design And I'm chewing as hard as I can But by God it is Tough Repulsive and rough A shack full of stuff An ever increasing sense of shame No one to blame Or baggage to claim Stuck in this whole Inside I'm Hoping to catch the diseases in time And I'm wading knee-deep in the worst of the slime And I'm chewing as hard as I can with my waterloo teeth Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-oh Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Aah-aah-aah-aah-aah And I'm praying they'll hear me in spite of the bells And I'm loving that mouse who sounds like Orson Welles And I'm chewing as hard as I can with my waterloo teeth With my waterloo teeth With my waterloo teeth With my waterloo teeth With my waterloo teeth With my waterloo teeth With my waterloo teeth!