Saw them taking down the license With firecracker casings all Strewn about the street behind it Just tire streaks when they made the call : I got a bad idea i'm trying to ignore But with every comb that comes along there's a sting for every pore Foulbrood drank 'em up, bad mood, maybe vertigo is the fear that you're going to jump and it might not be so bad . . . Lost the second he stepped outside To commit suicide by cop Cat calling the coroner to ask him If he would pick him up