You're crisp as popcorn, baby
Mind the sensation, but you won't have to do it twice
You're dying in a finished house
With all your relatives around

Now don't go thinking it's a big happy time
And start sniffing your own farts,
What I'm really saying is once you're off, you're off
And I know you have nightmares about it
But you never have to do the same thing twice.