Playin' hot potato with a hand grenade Shakin' like a leaf on a tree you can see my blow myself to smithereens Now look it's raining pieces of me Oh look up in the sky It's a hole about the size of Texas Oh fuck it's the end of the world And don't you come a-crawlin' to me You fuck with mother nature And she's gonna get pissed She don't always act like a lady She's the one who handed you the gift of life And she could always take it away Oh look up in the sky It's a hole about the size of Texas Oh fuck it's the end of the world And don't you come a-crawlin' to me My god is made of balsa wood and porcelain I think I'm gonna puke in the sink I need another shot of dextromethorthat take a break from having to think Oh look up in the sky It's a hole about the size of Texas Oh fuck it's the end of the world And don't you come a-crawlin' to me Oh look up in the sky It's a hole about the size of Texas Oh fuck everybody's runnin amuk So don't you come a-crawlin' to me