The Scary Caroler

'Cause I feel more like I do today than I did last night
Makin' odds on the silvery moon
Makin' it all seem that nice

And then you lie, your back, your scrotum
And you close your eyes, your shoulders, your pelvis
And you sleep alright, your wrist, knuckles, and knees
All these things ache

Well, Jesus Christ, I got my dogs on ice
A piece of grit in my eye
I start to spit, then I start to cry
I'm happy, I just don't know why

And then you rise, your buttocks, your calves
And you open your eyes, your sinus, your ears
And you start to run, your arms, your sweetness
All these things ache

Yeah, I've had better days, I would like a new shot
My teeth, they were extremely white
Cast off, cast off, you scary caroler
This hasn't been my night

And then you lie, your back, your scrotum
And you close your eyes, your shoulders, your pelvis
And you sleep alright, your wrist, knuckles, and knees
All these things ache