I was riding on a concrete slab
Down a river of useless land, it was
Such a beautiful day, I heard a witchdoctor
Say, "I'll turn you into a toadstool"I'm looking for the dope with a microscopeMy muscle's twitching on your words
If you're on the streets, you lose your nerves
Divinity throws you a curve sticks you
And then you go berserk, harboring no inspirationI'm looking for the dope with a microscope
Page out of a comic book
A chicken hanging on a hook
A river and a babbling brook
A sermonette of teenage smutShaking my hand at your fake face
A suicidal certain look, a microphone
A loose guitar, people feeling near and far
Stupidity a mental scarOh cruelty, oh cruelty
As life goes by you in a blur
An alcoholic at the bar
Everything just goes to farI was pissing on the desert sands
When the desert whispered to me
IT said, "Isn't this a shame? Things will
Never be the same", I run this gas and oasisNow, I'm looking for the dope with a microscope
I was a teenage dinosaur, stoned
And obsolete, I didn't get fucked
And I didn't get kissed, I got so fucking
Pissed using my head for an ashtrayNow, I'll tell you who I am, I'm the Repo Man
And I'm looking for the dope, looking for the dope
I'm looking for the dope with a microscope
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