my veins are blue and connected
and every single bone in my brain is electric
but i dig ditches like the best of 'em
but she never helps me out with my scams for free
though she grabs a stick and then she points it at me
they threw me down in the lazaretto
makin' models of people i used to know
and all my illegitimate kids have begotten
thrown down to the wolves
quarantine on the isle of man and i'm trying to escape any way that i can
throw it in a garbage can
i jump up and let her know when i can
this is how i'm gonna do it
they wanna burn down the prison
they're lighting fires with the cash of the masses
and like the dough i don't fall down
i make it rise from the ashes