Текст песни
The fortune-teller told me a lie
She said I'd have to live
Until the day I die
It's been five long years in this living hell
There's a hive of bees
Sleeping right next to my head
GIMME-A-HIT OF BUS EXHAUST
Cause I'm feeling lonely and I'm feeling lost
I had a wife and a reason to be stable
Had the best things in life
Laid right on my table
Then a strange disease sent me cryining to the doctor
Who took me to the cleaners
At ninety bucks an aspirin
GIMME-A-HIT OF BUS EXHAUST
Cause I'm feeling lonely and I'm feeling lost
Make it a side of PESTICIDE
Cause I feel like a cockroach
That got caught in the light
The police, prostitutes and dealers all avoid me
Some government official stamped a giant void right on me
Passing like a ghost through the land of fake emotion
Got a fortune here in wisdom and some land under the ocean
GIMME-A-HIT OF BUS EXHAUST
Cause I'm feeling lonely and I'm feeling lost
Make it a side of PESTICIDE
Cause I ain't got nobody standin' here by my side
Oh that feeling, feels like comin' home, back home
GIMME-A-HIT