Текст песни «Soul Coughing - Budda Rhubarb Butter»

(M. Doughty)
As for my single self I had as lief not be as live to be in awe of
Such a thing as I myself.
As for my own concern I had as think to think as keep on thinking not
So hard as for the brain to burn.
And at the salad bar a man he stares into the croutons hypnotized by
Powers of the Bac-O-Bits.
And I expose myself to stimuli unfit for people outside the controls
Of an experiment.