Rotten Shame Meat Puppets

Well they say it's a rotten shame
Everyone is for now to blame
It's the end and it's all the same
Rotten ghost without a name

Go away is the other thing
Nothing more than the other wing
On fin, one cotton ball
Copper green on a plaster wall

Here I am maybe again
Hear I am maybe again
Like a monster hanging from a tree
Here I am maybe again

Wood, metal, cars and war
They don't do it anymore
No fruit, cottonseed
They're not worth the price of weed

Cheese, shot, shattered bones
They're not worth a garden gnome
Jack in a boxes, yellow tape
They're not worth another shape

Here I am maybe again
Here I am maybe again
Like a monster hanging from a tree
Here I am maybe again