[Verse 1]
Maybe it was the bitter cold
Or the lingering of the fumes from the paint
Or the fact that the music
Was just a worse version of the last year's
You said the future's bright, I said the future's dour
You know there's always French kisses if the bullet misses
But there's always witness protection to look forward to

[Chorus]
I've got infinite lives
(You've got way too much free time)
I've got infinite lives
But you don't have a tetris
(Cut up your eye through your scalp
Perfect weather for a hanging
It's the perfect weather for a hanging)

[Instrumental Break]

[Chorus]
I've got infinite lives
(You've got way too much free time)
Well, I've got infinite lives
But you don't have a tetris
(Cut up your eye through your scalp
It's the perfect weather for a hanging
It's the perfect weather for a hanging)
[Verse 2]
Told you the same story twice that night
And I don't think you were listening either time
'Cause the first, you were reading your book
And the second, you had gone home
And I beat my high-score twice that night
One thousand, two hundred and sixty-three lines
And the first time you were reading your book
And the second, you had gone home
Matched shoes at dinner again tonight

[Outro]
D'ya want it?
D'ya want it, want it?