I've been to hell. I spell it, I spell it DMV

Anyone that's been there knows precisely what I mean

Stood there and I've waited and choked back the urge to scream

And if I had my druthers I'd screw a chimpanzee-call it pointless



When I need relief I spell it THC

perhaps you may know vaguely what I mean

I sit back and smoke away huge chunks of memory

As I slowly inflict upon myself a full lobotomy-call it pointless



Barbecues, tea kettles, gobs of axle grease

Now, life's a bowl of bagel dogs, but there are unpleasantries

Cold toilet seats, dentist chairs and trips to DMV-call it pointless



I've been to hell. I spell it, I spell it DMV

Anyone that's been there knows precisely what I mean

I've stood in line and waited near an hour and fifteen

And if I had my druthers I'd screw that chimpanzee-call it pointless