Melvins

Oh Die! They gone and left me for her
On the way
Each every time a think the wheel around [around around]
And it's gone [around around]
I got a reason for heading home
It's not serene
It don't make sense to me
I got the four eyes blooming under half of my bed
Seems to jingle as the razor comes with color and claw
I see it shine I see it stare
Holding hearts in my hand
Take the master morgue and make her have it sitting on side