Brain dead
That’s what I am lying here
I’m brain dead
What a mess I’ve got us into
Brain dead
Everybody’s setting off alarms

Baby maybe lift my head up
I see
I just pulled a doozy
Don’t ask ‘why me?’
Roger pass the Uzi
As the M.D. lifts me in his cruisy chizzled arms

Brain dead
Stupid and thoughtless is what I am
‘Cause I’m brain dead and
God damn

Brain dead
Dressed up and we’re chatting
And I’m brain dead
You deserve an explanation
Brain dead
Sitting in this restaurant tonight