Thunder shook loose hail on the outhouse again today 
I bumped into you again 
I have no idea what you want but there was something 
I meant to say 
As the day stops dead at the place where we're lost 
I will drug you and f*** you on the permafrost 
There's not much that 
I miss I'm far too forgetful for that sugar's sweet some of the time it's hard to keep some things in mind 
As the day stops dead ...