Themselves - Paging Dr. Moon Or Gun lyrics

A "B", a "I", a "O-P-S-Y" How'd they break it to you? Sir, you've got cancer of the hope Did you cry? Did you make yourself sick? Did you paint your mirrors shut Or hold out Dr. Moon or Gun? Why he'll tell you you're dead Like he'd just told you the time And you'd ate down to your pit So you could rap, and rap... You were out measuring bridges And boosting tanks And you missed that call It was a false laugh alarm You had comedic cancer A funny skinny cancer of the pants And while it's something to really quick Go out and have some kids about Or even to go see Brandon and ask about a book about I hadn't even had that first worst movie yet And I hadn't even had that first small heart attack yet And I still ain't got no driver's license All in my outrageously B Don Coscarelli dreams