Anesthetize - Brainiac

Poor Mr. Loach

He’s polite beyond reproach

And he thanks them all for fucking up his brain

Claims he’s found the answer

Not in Christ not in cancer

But she’s floating in a vat of rotting grain

Anesthetize

Old lady Seaver

She’s so handy with a cleaver

And she cuts the finger sandwiches with care

Her children ran away

Now she’s taken in some stray

He’s always hiding firecrackers in her hair

Anesthetized

They find it thrilling

Track it down

Don’t try to kill it

God looks down

No comment either way

Anesthetized

They find it thrilling

Track it down

Don’t try to kill it

God looks down

No comment either way

Dear Johnny Crayon

In his technicolor rayon

All the kids at school they call him

Cartoon queer

Ka-ka-QUEER

Found his incision

Now they’ve sent him off to prison

And his cellmate’s pouring lava in his ears

Anesthetized

They find it thrilling

Track it down

Don’t try to kill it

God looks down

No comment either way

Anesthetized

They find it thrilling

Track it down

Don’t try to kill it

God looks down

No comment either way

Anesthetized

Anesthetized

They find it thrilling

Track it down

Don’t try to kill it

God looks down

No comment either way

Anesthetized

They find it thrilling

Track it down

Don’t try to kill it

God looks down

No comment either way

Anesthetized

Anesthetized