Lyric Talk Show Host

I want to, I want to be someone else or I ll explode
Floating upon the surface for
The birds, the birds, the birds

You want me, well fucking well come and find me
I ll be waiting with a gun and a pack of sandwiches
And nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing

You want me, well, come on and break the door down
You want me, fucking come on and break the door down
I m ready, I m ready, I m ready, I m ready
I m ready