This is a place that takes place in a freezer
Count your blessings, It's far removed
from your group of peers
from your circle

Five little rooms, one for each of my husbands
One for each of my bride-grooms
and their prostitutes
and their children

Take a breath of the scenery, all this
someday could be yours
Cross your heart, click your heels and get the [bad word] away

All this could be yours, someday
All this could be yours, someday
All this could be yours, someday
All this could be yours

Hold on a pole right next to a McDonalds
in a suburban shopping mall
at half mast again
between shootings

All this could be yours, someday (x8)