The Air-Conditioned Nightmare - Mr. Bungle

Hey, inside of me today

There is no one

Only asteroids and empty space

A waste

Oh, oh, oh, oh, we-ooh

Bap, bap, bap, bap

Bap, bap, bap, bap

Bap, bap, bap, bap

Bap, bap, bap, bap

Bap, bap, bap, bap

Bap, bap, bap, bap

Bap, bap, bap, bap

Bap, bap, bap, bap

Get me out of this air-conditioned nightmare

Rots your brain just like a catchy tune, you

You will hate life more than life hates you

Happiness is your illness in an air-conditioned nightmare

Bap, bap, bap, bap

Bap, bap, bap, bap

Bap, bap, bap, bap

Bap, bap, bap, bap

Bap, bap, bap, bap

Bap, bap, bap, bap

Bap, bap, bap, bap

Bap, bap, bap, bap

Get me out of this air-conditioner nightmare

Rots your brain, just like a catchy tune, you

You will hate life more than life hates you

Get me out of this air-conditioner nightmare

Walking on air

Up from the wheelchair

I’ll find the suicide

That I deserve

Walking on sand

Forgotten where I am

But it’s so comfortable

Here in the sun…

I only see rainbows

Now that the bandages are gone

Through my window, there

From the skyscrapers

Down to the submarines

Birds and fairies

Sanctuaries

Atop the rolling hills of Hell

These words are sledgehammers

Of truth

That pound the iron heart

Of sin

Bloody smiling

Vandalizing

My wet dream is drying up

Walkin' on air up from the wheelchair

I’ll find the suicide, that I deserve

Walkin' on sand, forgotten where I am

But it’s so comfortable, here in the sun

Where’s my rainbow?

Where’s my halo?

There’s my halo!