by Brad the Impaler

Did you ever get the feeling that you’re in between

A monkey and a reptile and some crazy machine

And you’re under the sun and some cat’s got a gun

And it looks like some fun but you know should run 

Out of the picture, out of your head 

Your skin is ice and your heart filled with dread

(You get) Down on your belly, down on your knees

Cuz the neighbor’s got a bomb and some nasty disease

Stick out your tongue, show your teeth and spit

The poisons in you, you’ve just got to use it

Time is short, there’s no time to explain

Just give in to your lizard brain

Ah Ah Ya Ah Ah Ya

Do the lizard

Ah Ah Ya Ah Ah Ya

Do the lizard

I’ll bet you got the feeling someone’s watching you

What’s crazier still is that it may be true

Maybe your phone, maybe your TV

It could be nothing, or it could be me

Into the fire, crawl under your bed

Your skin is ice cold and your heart filled with dread

Down on your belly, get down on your knees

Everybody’s got a bomb and some nasty disease

Stick out your tongue, show your teeth and spit

The poisons in you, you’ve got to use it

Time is short, there’s no time to explain

Just give in to your lizard brain

Ah Ah Ya Ah Ah Ya

Do the lizard

Ah Ah Ya Ah Ah Ya

Do the lizard

So, where’s the tenderness?

Can I climb out of this abyss?

Or will I miss?

Ah Ah Ya Ah Ah Ya

Do the lizard

Ah Ah Ya Ah Ah Ya

Do the lizard

Music and Lyrics by Brad Walseth Copyright 2024

ASCAP – Wailing Wombat Music

Bass and Fretless Bass – Wade Vonasek

Lead Guitar – Rex Baca

Rhythm Guitars, Synths and vocals – Brad Walseth