Apocalypse Hoboken - Pocketful of Lips lyrics

I'm not crazy I'm not sick I'm a responsible scientist Got a pocket A pocketful of lips Got a tin A tin to collect the drips An owner of skins In which I twitch I'm a confirmed atheist To whom I hold owns up to this In bliss I twitch with pocketful of lips p**no for the thinking man A simple card trick for the ladies Shaking really turns me on Pressure out those eyes My father had a large head We attribute this to his d**h Naked Filipino ladies taste like mugs of spoiled milk Have you seen Junior's arms? You wondered where he's been Sick sick sick Sixteen days down on the farm Junior's looking kinda thin