DEAD YET

 A day I'd never forget.  I'd been a police officer for just a little more than a year

The occupant may be in need of help

If somebody were to do a great big turd and throw it over the wall

So it landed in the middle of your back yard

Shit would hit the fan, motherfucker, and hit it real hard

Oh thank God!  Tell me what the trouble is

Please help me, God wait you've got to help us!

Talk so crazy ‘bout the time to come

Lips still chafing from the Chosen One

Legs still shaking and you look so sweet

Smile forced wider than a first class seat

If you can’t live without me, why aren’t you dead yet?

 I am riding, through a strange glow

How I got there I don’t know.

I am sliding, through the airflow

All messed up, no place to go.

If the truth were known, I think I was more scared than she was

Going to get an ambulance.  You've got to help her

You ask her to remove her underclothes.  Keep calm.