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 microscope
My 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 inspiration
I'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 smut
Shaking my hand at your fake face
A suicidal certain look, a microphone
A loose guitar, people feeling near and far
Stupidity a mental scar
Oh cruelty, oh cruelty
As life goes by you in a blur
An alcoholic at the bar
Everything just goes to far
I 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 oasis
Now, I'm looking for the dope with a microscope
I was a teenage dinosaur, stoned
And obsolete, I didn't get f*cked
And I didn't get kissed, I got so f*cking
Pissed using my head for an ashtray
Now, 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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