Repo Man - Demo March 1983

I was riding on a concrete slab
Down the river of a useless land
It was such a beautiful day
I heard a witchdoctor say

I'll turn you into a toadstool
I'm looking for the joke with a microscope

A muscle twitch, an auto-swerves
You want to speak, you lose your nerve
Infinity throws you a curve
Dumps you in shit you don't deserve

As life roars by you in a blur
Leaves you murmuring a dirty word

A page out of a comic book
A chicken hanging on a hook
A reverie, a babbling brook
A sermonette, a TV cook

Shaking my hand at your fake head
A suicide, a certain look

A microphone, a blues guitar
Heaps of feeling near and far
Stupidity, a mental scar
Cruel cruelty, oh cruelty

Harboring no inspiration
An alcoholic at the bar
Every insult goes to far

I was pissing on the desert sands
When the desert whispered to me
It said, "Isn't this a shame?
Things will never be the same"

I've learned this gets me so edgy
Now I'm looking for the joke with a microscope

I was a teenaged dinosaur
Stoned and obsolete
I didn't get fucked and I didn't get kissed
I got so fucking pissed

Using my head for an ashtray
Now I tell you who I am
I'm the repo man

And I'm looking for the joke
Yeah, I'm looking for the joke
I'm looking for the joke
Looking for the joke
Looking for the joke
Looking for the joke with a microscope