Exit the Man With Nine Lives Foetus

This is an advertisement for disaster
You're going to laugh on the other side of your mouth
I mo' blow my nose on your hankering
If you're getting in then I'm getting out
This is the third and final bout

This is a crime without passion
Blood washes away blood
I want to vent my spleen on the American dream
And soak the lens in vaseline
Exit the man... exit the man... exit the man with nine lives

You get on my wick - well get off it
I'm going to burn the candle at both ends
I fell like I'm stuck in a maze... meant
With all dead ends
I wonder where this all extends

This is a crime without passion
Blood washes away blood
I want to vent my spleen on the American dream
And soak the lens in vaseline
Exit the man... exit the man... exit the man with nine lives

This is the most transparent thing
That I ever didn't see
Spending all the time trying to think up things
(For the autobiography)
Don't I know you from somewhere before?
Weren't you a tonic to the nation?
When I saw you last, weren't you framed
By somebody else's latest Croatian?