Load Me Up
Picture yourself
Sleeping on a plane
There's something ticking in the overhead
And inside your brains
There's bodies in the water
And bodies in your basement
If heaven's for clean people
It's vacant
Hey are ya, are ya, are ya, are ya, you know?
Hey are ya, are ya, are ya being careful?
Hey are ya, are ya, are ya, are you lukewarm?
Hey, yeah, you are
I'm frantic
So load me up
Whatever puts me all the way out
Whatever puts me all the way out
Picture yourself
Swimming in an ocean
A million miles from nowhere
And the nearest phone
There's bodies in the water
Floating all around you
And all of them are talking
And they're comedians
Hey are ya, are ya, are ya, are ya, you know?
Hey are ya, are ya, are ya, are ya special?
Hey are ya, are ya, are ya, are ya deformed?
Hey, yeah, you are
I'm frantic
So load me up
This seems so practiced
Me fucking this up
Whatever puts me all the way out
Whatever puts me all the way out, yeah
Picture yourself
The MGM Grand
Murphy's fighting Occam
You're in the stands, and
There's somebody in the water
In the middle of the ocean
A million miles from nowhere
And they're alone
I'm there alone
So, so deformed
So, so deformed
So, so deformed
I'm frantic
So load me up
It seems so practiced
Just take me, and take me, and take me
All the way out
Whatever puts me all the way out
Whatever puts me all the way out
Whatever puts me all the way out
Sleeping on a plane
There's something ticking in the overhead
And inside your brains
There's bodies in the water
And bodies in your basement
If heaven's for clean people
It's vacant
Hey are ya, are ya, are ya, are ya, you know?
Hey are ya, are ya, are ya being careful?
Hey are ya, are ya, are ya, are you lukewarm?
Hey, yeah, you are
I'm frantic
So load me up
Whatever puts me all the way out
Whatever puts me all the way out
Picture yourself
Swimming in an ocean
A million miles from nowhere
And the nearest phone
There's bodies in the water
Floating all around you
And all of them are talking
And they're comedians
Hey are ya, are ya, are ya, are ya, you know?
Hey are ya, are ya, are ya, are ya special?
Hey are ya, are ya, are ya, are ya deformed?
Hey, yeah, you are
I'm frantic
So load me up
This seems so practiced
Me fucking this up
Whatever puts me all the way out
Whatever puts me all the way out, yeah
Picture yourself
The MGM Grand
Murphy's fighting Occam
You're in the stands, and
There's somebody in the water
In the middle of the ocean
A million miles from nowhere
And they're alone
I'm there alone
So, so deformed
So, so deformed
So, so deformed
I'm frantic
So load me up
It seems so practiced
Just take me, and take me, and take me
All the way out
Whatever puts me all the way out
Whatever puts me all the way out
Whatever puts me all the way out
Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Good, Dave Genn, Ian Browne, Rich Priske
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