Sometimes he could feel himself 
Somewhere at the top of his mouth 
Like he was in a room looking through eyes 
Pushing all the buttons and pulling all the strings 
Making his machine twitch this way and that 

He could feel the dead weight 
Of his skull as it moved and it chewed and it blinked and it rotate
On his neckbone 
In the cockpit he found himself born into 
"Dying," he thought "must be no different than needing……… 

"A new car, a new car, a new car, a new car" 

Sometimes he could see himself 
Somewhere his immaterial core 
Right through his eyes, right through his face 
Looking through skin and looking through bone 

He could see on the inside 
He was infinite as the universe was on the outside 
In the ether, in the starlight that burns inside us all. 
And his eyes popped, and his jaw dropped 
And for the first time he knew what we really are 

We really are, we really are we really are 

Why should I die with tears in my eyes? 
I hope when I die I have the balls to die laughing 
Why should I die with tears in my eyes? 
I hope when I die I have the balls to die laughing 

He's thinking as he's sinking in the quicksand of his consciousness 
That I am you and you are me, the difference - just geography 
I'm locked in here, you're locked in there, our eyes - our only enemies 
This chasm only stretches inches - let go and you'll see 

"A new car, a new car, a new car, a new car" 

Why should I die with tears in my eyes? 
I hope when I die I have the balls to die laughing 
Why should I die with tears in my eyes? 
I hope when I die I have the balls to die laughing