Half-dead on the sofa   Curling up in cotton   Looking for some soft soap on a TV      Little mary jane   Wash away my brain   Make us feel like hippies from the 60s      Lying here complaining   That nothing's ever changing   Can't get off my butt to save my life      But there's nothing we can do   With Jesus on their side   The day that Bush and Cheney got back in      You're the only thing I know   You're the place I want to be   Lock me up inside your soul   And throw away the key   You're my air on the moon   I'm the lighter, you're the spoon   If I ever let you go it'll be too soon      Half-alive on the sofa   Like a hungry little gopher   Swallowing all the things I know ain't true      Up there on the screen   TV's little Jesus   I'd like to pull my eyes out with a tweezers      We can't get up and riot   Cos we're all so damn tired   Think I'll lie back down and read the bible      With Jesus on their arms   Bring back Vietnam   The day that Bush and Cheney got back in      You're the only thing I know   You're the place I want to be   Lock me up inside your soul   And throw away the key   You're my air on the moon   I'm the lighter, you're the spoon   If I ever let you go it'll be too soon