No more getting elated No more listless invitations I live by a hospital And every day I go out walking past its sickly windows I see people dying there But my tender age makes it hard to care The incinerator and a big smoke stack It's a phallic symbol and it makes me laugh All I need is a heart attack, c'mon Humble my bones with a cardiac Going in the wind is an eddy of the truth and it's naked It's verbatim and it's shakin' No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no No more getting elated No more listless invitations For the love of **** For the sake of Pete Did you ever really think you'd love a guy like me? I am the rooster in the morning I'm the cock of the day I'm the boxer in the briefs I'm a twelve ounce steak Eh-oh, eh-oh Eh-oh, eh-oh Yabo, yabo Yabo, yabo Yabo It's verbatim And yeah, and it's naked And yeah, and it's shakin' It shakes, shakes, shakes