[Verse 1]
Hey, baby, can I borrow your car?
I wanna drive into a wall and make us two dimensional, and
By the way, I need your credit card
I need to pay a guy to get my pineal gland recalcified, and
Years ago, on the plains of North America there weren't no rules 'bout nothin'
And you could pay a guy to get his horse to stomp you on the head
Life is hard, and it's harder when you like it hard
Or at least when your subconscious seems to like it hard

[Chorus]
Go ahead, break my neck
Take the fluid from my spine (Ha-ah, ha-ah, ha-ah-ah)
(Ha-ah, ha-ah, ha-ah-ah)

[Verse 2]
Put it in a mason jar and give it to a child
Tell 'em to recreate me in a couplе hundred years when wе're all dead
Kiss my wife, tell her I love her
Tell her she was the only thing that made me stop thinking 'bout
The plains of North America
The great plains of North America

[Chorus]
Go ahead, break my neck
Take the fluid from my spine (Ha-ah, ha-ah, ha-ah-ah)
Put it in a mason jar and give it to our child (Ha-ah, ha-ah, ha-ah-ah)
(Ha-ah, ha-ah, ha-ah-ah)
Give it to our child (Ha-ah, ha-ah, ha-ah-ah)
(Ha-ah, ha-ah, ha-ah-ah)