I'm not doing fine, I'm desecrating lives
I boned a phone booth of a lady shaky heinous crimes
Nailing hands down to floorboards angry side gone overboard
And, I'm bored still bored, I'm so bored

I've got a funny little feeling
My arms are shaking like a lightning rod, yeah
I'll cannonball right through the ceiling
And sink my teeth in 'til the feeling's gone, yeah

Oh I'm the slow move guy no time for swatting flies
Appeasing bees knees easing G string sensing wheezing
Funny little feeling lick it dry wonders just who am I?
Prison warden, teenage boy, transvestite with high heels on

Hey where has my life gone ain't done anything I want
According to my list I've still got so many musicians to kill
Will kill until I fill my landfill full of bodies standing still

I've got a funny little feeling
My arms are shaking like a lightning rod, yeah
I'll cannonball right through the ceiling
And sink my teeth in 'til the feeling's gone, yeah

I've got a funny little feeling
My arms are shaking like a lightning rod, yeah
I'll cannonball right through the ceiling
And sink my teeth in 'til the feeling's gone, yeah

I've got a funny little feeling
My arms are shaking like a lightning rod, yeah
I'll cannonball right through the ceiling
And sink my teeth in 'til the feeling's gone, yeah

I've got a funny little, I've got a funny little
I've got a funny little feeling
I've got a funny little, I've got a funny little
I've got a funny little feeling

Feeling, feeling, feeling, feeling
Oh you know the feeling