In my bad brains You scream my name And my back breaks through the floor I'm so sore but I need some more In my old years I've seen it here But it's still gonna be the same A racy little game For two You say meaningless lies But a painter would agree When I say your body treats me Like a coffee in the morning Or a forty at night Drunk enough to get naked At a party in the west now In my bad brains You scream my name And my back breaks through the floor I'm so sore but I need some more In my old years I've seen it here But it's still gonna be the same A racy little game For two Please don't wake up I need this dream In my bad brains You scream my name And my back breaks through the floor I'm so sore but I need some more In my old years I've seen it here But it's still gonna be the same A racy little game For two