Waking in a sea of pills
Waiting for the mother krill to eat me up alive
And if you don't like Built to Spill
Then I don't fuck with you or anyone you know

And be sure you packed your conscience before you go
Swimming in a sea of bad decisions
And bring lots of your compassion because you won't
Have any left when you hit the bottom
Mother always said god loved me
But I couldn't see how he could even stand me
We're all abandoned and destroyed on an island of misfit toys
Where are you, Anthony Sanders?

Just come fight me
As long as I'm home for dinner
Just come fight me
What's the point of a winner?