What are YOU lookin' at?
Click on the pic and attempt to sing along!

You think you own whatever thing you barf on,
The earth is just a barf bag you can use.
But I know every bag and bucket and toilet
Has a muse, drinks booze, can't be reused.

You think the only people who are people
Are the people who barf and puke like you.
But if you barf the barf of a stranger
You'll learn things you never knew they ate.

Have you ever seen me barf until I turned blue?
Or asked why I ate so much for lunch?
Can you sing with all the voices of the queasy?
Can you paint with all the colours of my barf?
Can you paint with all the colours of my barf?

Come run the hidden hallways of the hospital,
Come taste these sunsweet pills that I found.
Come roll in all the medication all around you,
And for once never wonder when you'll barf.

The ambulance and the doctor are my brothers,
The barf bag and the toilet are my friends.
And my barf is all connected to my supper,
In a circle in a hoop that never ends.

How much can I barf?
If you flush it down then we'll never know.
And we'll never know if I can barf 'til I turn blue,
Or whether I'm sick or just queer.
We need to sing with all the voices of the queasy,
We need to paint with all the colours of my barf.

You can own my barf and still
All you'll own is barf until
You can paint with all the colors of my barf