Woke up confused in a place I didn’t know
And heard the hissing of an overused stem
The air around me is corrupt and on the take
Heard someone shout, “I think he’s breathing again”

It seems at first that no one ever succeeds
You shove and shove until you’re ready for more
And if the truth forgets to visit again
Don’t take offense, he’s never been here before

Shove! Shove! Shove! Shove!
Shove in my head
Shove! Shove! Shove! Shove!
Shoves you instead
Shove! Shove! Shove!
Puts you flat on your back
Shove! Shove! Shove!
’Til the quiet attack

Feels just like someone sank their teeth in my head
They tried to suck away my everlasting soul
I talked to God and all his literary friends
Said I was late, so I just shoved it in again

Shove! Shove! Shove! Shove!
Shove in my head
Shove! Shove! Shove! Shove!
Shoves you instead
Shove! Shove! Shove!
Puts you flat on your back
Shove! Shove! Shove!
’Til the quiet attack

Shove! Shove! Shove! Shove! Shove! Shove!
Shove in my head

Shove! Shove! Shove! Shove! Shove! Shove!
Shove in my head