I bought some rock star ashes
From the back of rolling stone
I guess he wouldn't mind it
They couldn't sell his soul
The tiger in my tank
Is going to go extinct
And I'm not feeling so good myself
I think I'm on the brink of disaster
I had a dream last night
The TV and the phone
Grew some legs and took a walk
And left me all alone
The tiger in my tank
Is going to go extinct
And I'm not feeling so good myself
I think I'm on the brink of disaster
When I grow up I'll be
An angry little whore
I'll give you all the finger
I'll sell you all what for