If the clouds are the Rorschachs plotted in the sky Can you tell me how the first thing that comes into mind Every image you describe puts you far beyond the milky way I am dog hair all over your bed I live in the house of the misbehaved Lying all alone on your laundry, babe Wishin that you would stay I am old water in the plastic bowl Blood of a non-renewable soul The hazardous mess on the kitchen floor So why on earth would you stay? You cant help somebody Who don't want to help himself If you wanna love with a purpose Go on and love somebody else I drink malt liquor when the money is tight Watching X-Files on Saturday night Anything to make me feel all-right Till you or the cash come 'round So I've been star tripping on kodak flash The zodiac turns and I'm on my ass The creature in the unidentified craft said, The cabinet is full, so ... any how You can't love somebody Who don't wanna love his self If you wanna take with a purpose Go on and take somebody else