I've discovered a bird that sings 
It's song reminds me of great great trouble. 
And Milly she befriended a star 
Who's rays five languid fingers where. 
And I was chased by this horrible thing 
Who ran sideways while spitting bubbles. 
We both came home with pink round sores 
As big as the bird as big as the bird 
Behold self hatched children. 
Scattered them upon the face of the earth. 
Behold self-hatched children. 
Resting place of those who built it. 
Strife against believing in a maker. 
And it's from this to nothing we create we crave to giving to something 
And since there is that nothing it will never be there waiting for you. 
Cause that something is nothing were craving were wanting 

Sprouting whores from your father 
[bad word] mess my god what went wrong. 
Behold self-hatched children 
forceful release spew your filthy seed. 
returning [bad word] of a contaminated weed. 
It's a residue of [bad word] a residue of [bad word]   [bad word] around all night hard to get any sleep. 
Those [bad word] stains difficult to clean. 
Why you gotta go and bother Mr. Malley as he paints his porch? 
I like to spend my time watching lunatics talk. 
And then me and Milly will treat ourselves to a space walk. 
You gotta try at something. 
You gotta try at something. 
Cause somethings better than nothing.