Repo Man

I was riding on a concrete slab,
 Down a river of useless flab
 It was such a beautiful day
 I heard a witchdoctor say,
 "I'll turn you into a toadstool"
 I'm looking for the DOPE with a microscope
 My muscle's twitching on your words
 If you're on the streets you lose your nerves
 Divinity throws you a curve
 Sticks you and then you go beserk
 Abhoaring no inspiration.
 I'm looking for the DOPE with a microscope
 Page out of a comic book
 A chicken hanging on a hook
 A river and a babbling brook
 A sermon and a teenage hook
 Shaking my hand at your fake face
 A suicide a certain look
 A microphone a loose guitar
 People feeling near and far
 Stupidity a mental scar
 Put cruel into cruelty
 As life goes by you in a blurr
 An achoholic has gone far
 Everything just goes to far
 I was pissing on the desert sands,
 When the desert whispered to me,
 "Damn! Isn't this a shame?
 Things will never be the same..."
 I run this gas and oasis
 Now I'm looking for the DOPE with a microscope
 I was a teenage dinosaur, stoned and obsolete
 I didn't get fucked and I didn't get kissed
 I got so fucking dense
 Using my head for an ashtray
 Now I'll tell you who I am
 I'm the Repo-Man
 And I'm looking for the joke
 Looking for the joke
 I'm looking for the joke with a microscope