Doorknob Journalism by Sun City Girls Lyrics

I ain't home
I left Joanna
You got time
Well I got a gun
I'm gonna scheme
I'm gonna put you in the back page of the Times
And I've got money
And I've got money
And I've got time to find to teach you, to put you in the paper
I've got a lawnmower
And I'm gonna roll over
And I'm gonna put your right feet in front of the whole wide world
Good idea, put you in a plastic bin
Wrap through your eyes, just takes a pin
Better fix this swim
Out in the pond
And I've got nobody left to turn you on
Next time say please