Final Solution
Pere Ubu - Final Solution - Cloud 149
The girls won't touch me 'cause I got a misdirection
and livin' at night isn't helpin my complexion.
The signs all say it's a social infection.
A little bit of fun's never been an insurrection.
Mom threw me out 'til I get some pants that fit.
She just don't approve of my strange kind of wit.
I get so excited I always gotta lose it
then they pack me off and make me take the cure.
Buy me a ticket to a sonic reduction
guitars gonna sound like a nuclear destruction.
It seems I'm the victim of natural selection
or maybe I'm on another side