I feel like a bluebottle fly Looking down, multi-faceted eye From the wall as you slip and you slide Ain't it nice, people on ice I think that i know what to say But you people just get in the way But i know that i like what i play Ain't it strange, feel like a change Then somebody comes and smiles at me And i can't feel bad at all Half a bottle of tequila later And i'm sliding down the wall It appears thru a hole in the sky Something new that makes us feel high Stops a smile from becoming a sigh Ain't it sweet, people are neat Then somebody throws a brick at me And it hits me in the face Half an hour lying on my back Staring blankly into space I wish the world would jump in a hole And leave me on my own Don't need no refrigerators No heaters or no phone I feel like a bluebottle fly Looking down, multi-faceted eye From the wall as you slip and you slide Ain't it nice, talking to lice Then somebody comes and picks me up And they put me in a jar It appears that i'm very rare They gonna make me be a star Sing along La la la la la la la