| An emotional charge like an electrical spark | |
| But the fuses are two, you can't tell them apart | |
| When the bodies collide, the bodies emerge back into one | |
| The only urge all change in paths | |
| But you can't help the and nothing stays still | |
| The tiger moves on when its taken its fill | |
| But you cling to the part like a shark to its prey | |
| When the part doesn't last there's pain, but no one to blame | |
| Who's to blame | |
| Fail to achieve a basis for collaboration | |
| But you cling to the part like a shark to its prey | |
| The preacher looked out on my doing today | |
| And he said, "Oh, this looks curly to me." | |
| Johnny Yen | |
| Ladies and gentlemen, here's my disease | |
| Give me a standing ovation and your sympathy | |
| Poor old Johnny Yen set himself on fire again | |
| See the jeaned genie on his high-wire act | |
| At the back of his mind lies a suicide pact | |
| Poor old Johnny Yen set himself on fire again | |
| See the young men itching to burn | |
| Waiting for their own star turn | |
| Needing danger, a war would do | |
| If they can't let it out, they'll pick on you | |
| Poor old Johnny Yen set himself on fire again | |
| See Houdini and his underwater tricks | |
| You were sitting at the front, hoping his locks would stick | |
| Watch Knievel hit the 17th bus | |
| You got crushed in the souvenir rush | |
| Poor old Johnny Yen set himself on fire again | |
| I said poor old Johnny Yen set himself on fire again | |
| See the young men itching to burn | |
| Waiting for their own star turn | |
| Needing danger, a war would do | |
| If they can't let it out, they'll pick on you | |
| Poor old Johnny Yen set himself on fire again | |
| Ladies and gentlemen, here's my disease | |
| Give me a standing ovation and your sympathy | |
| Come on, somebody, finish him off please | |
| Put the poor fool out of his misery, will you | |
| Can't you see he's had enough | |
| Finish him off, somebody | |
| Next! |
YouTube Results (More on YouTube)