I know I'm unhappy, I know things aren't right For instance, last week I got drunk every night I know that I'm angry, I know I'm afraid I rarely make love, I mostly get laid And I know I'm unhealthy, no doctor could doubt My dreams are all bad, and my hair's falling out When you get the blues and you wanna shoot yourself in the head It's alright, it's alright, go ahead Do the monkey, do the pony, do the slob, do the boogaloo twist Cut your throat, cut your throat, cut your wrist When you're tired of worldly toil Shuffle off this mortal coil Turn your body back to soil It's okay, it's okay When you get hung up, hang yourself up by your neck What the hell, what the hell, what the heck Stomp on the moon and spit in the ocean Resume Taz and I love you Holy smokes and land of Goshen You can do anything that you wanna do You can sing four songs, you can dance ten dances Eat twelve candies, drink eight beers Break two rules and take six chances Laugh nine laughs and shed three tears Eat that watermelon, drink that moonshine She's the lady and you're the lord A mail pouch chew will keep you in line Drive all over in your granddaddy's Ford Small talk, big talk, hugs and kisses Strum a little number on the red guitar If you wanna charm the bonnet off your missus Go out and catch a firefly, stick him in a jar Take off her clothes and throw her in the river Wash her body and stick it in the sun Give that gal everything you can give her You can give her the bullets if you can give her the gun