Pere Ubu Follow

And living at night isn't helping my complexion
The signs all say it's a social infection
A little bit of fun's never been an insurrection

Mom threw me out till I get some pants that fit
She just won't approve of my strange kind of wit
I get so excited I always gotta lose it
Then they send me off and make me take the cure

I don't need a cure, I don't need a cure
I don't need a cure, I need a final solution
I don't need a cure, I don't need a cure
I don't need a cure, I need a final solution

Buy me a ticket to a sonic reduction
Guitars gonna sound like a nuclear destruction
It seems I'm the victim of natural selection
Or maybe on another slide in another direction

I don't need a cure, I don't need a cure
I don't need a cure, I need a final solution
I don't need a cure, I don't need a cure
I don't need a cure, I need a final solution

Solution, solution, solution, solution
Solution, solution, solution, solution
Solution, solution

And living at night isn't helping my complexion
The signs all say it's a social infection