From the recording .self-propelled
Lyrics
VACANT HEAD, VACANT STARE,
WEASEL ROTS IN THERE
ALBATROSS TO DRAG YOU DOWN
HANDS OUT YOU DON’T CARE
PAIN YOU FEEL, FEEL IS YOU
GIMME ONE MORE DIME TO GET BACK HOME
GREASY JUNKIE CHARM
THE SUCKING SOUND THAT DROWNS YOU OUT
IS COMING FROM YOUR ARM
HATE YOU FEEL, FEEL IS YOU
HOW LONG CAN YOU HOLD YOUR BREATH?
STANDIN’ IN THE FLOOD ONE MRS. HIPPIE
HOW LONG CAN YOU KEEP YOUR PRIDE?
ONCE IT’S IN YOUR BLOOD ONE MRS. HIPPIE
HOW LONG CAN YOU HOLD YOUR TONGUE?
‘TIL YOU ARE A LIAR ONE MRS. HIPPIE
HOW LONG ‘TIL YOU FIND THE ONE?
ONE WHO KEEPS YOUR FIRE ONE MRS. HIPPIE
YOU DO WHAT YOU HAVE TO; YOU DO WHAT YOU THINK YOU HAVE TO
HOW LONG CAN YOU HOLD YOUR BREATH?
STANDIN’ IN THE FLOOD ONE MRS. HIPPIE
HOW LONG CAN YOU KEEP YOUR PRIDE?
ONCE IT’S IN YOUR BLOOD ONE MRS. HIPPIE
HOW LONG CAN YOU HOLD YOUR TONGUE?
‘TIL YOU ARE A LIAR ONE MRS. HIPPIE
HOW LONG ‘TIL YOU FIND THE ONE?
ONE WHO KEEPS YOUR FIRE ONE MRS. HIPPIE
HOW LONG?
HOW LONG?
ONE MRS. HIPPIE