#improvisation #musicaltheatre

@debs: voice of an angel @artie: voice of a mongoliensis @greenrocks: voice of an alcoholic, keys, willing participant

Verse It's another beautiful day. It's another beautiful week. It's another beautiful life I take.

Verse To all of purposes and measured pleasures. It's time to practice my vocation. It's time to cut them down to size. Time to find more things to find when I find what's inside.

Verse They come to me, and they ask me for things. Curious things, things that don't make sense to me.

Verse For instance, one guy said, "Can you attach a leg to where my arm would be?" And I said, "Of course, my friend, come with me."

Chorus You're running out of victims. Running out of time. Running out of patience. That used to be mine.

Verse So this guy came into my office one day and was like, (who? yeah doc) "I think I have a problem." (a problem) "My girl, she doesn't want to see me no more." (i don't wanna see you no more) "I think it has something to do with my penis."

Verse It was the biggest penis I'd ever seen. Almost the size of a half baseball bat. Yup, that was definitely mine. Long ways, long ways, not sideways. Really stretched out.

Verse He said, "Doc, maybe you could cut off the head of a rat and put it on top." And so I did. I trapped me a rat. Cut its head off. Rubbed a little bit of antifreeze on it so it wouldn't coagulate too fast. Sewed it on.

Verse Ooh, I love my boyfriend's penis with the head of a rat. (The head of a rat.) He came home and I said, "Yeah, I'm gonna tap that!" I'd forgotten about our pet cat and it had a thing for killing mice. It saw me in the shower and this story doesn't end real nice.

Chorus Because I'm running out of patients. Running out of time. Running out of ways and means, To make you see me, baby. I'm running out of patience. Running out of time. Running out of things to do for you.

Verse So I said, "Look, maybe there's something I can do to alter my complexion." (ooooh) I mean... So a tanning bed was in my future. (Tanning bed was in the future.) But I thought that wouldn't be enough. I was thinking somewhere around plaid. Yeah, that would be the right stuff.

Verse She looked at me like I was crazy, but I said, "Baby, just don't knock until you try it." And when she tried it, she said, "Yep, you're crazy."

Chorus And now I'm running out of patients. Running out of time. Running out of things to do. I mean, I'm racking my brain here! (He's racking it all of the time).

Chorus I'm running out of victims. He's waking it. Running out of time. He's waking it.

Trying to kill everyone I see for you, baby. So you are mine.

Bacterial Bridge What's a skin graft between friends? A little sweat off your back. A little skin off my neck. A little shave of your crack and I'm in. Who cares about infections? Infections are just love, at a bacterial level. Sent from heaven above. Lord Jesus, help me, Lord Jesus, help me, Lord. Help me, Lord Jesus.

I need divine intervention here, Lord. (Jesus!)

Chorus Running out of victims. (Running out of victims) Running out of time. (Running out of time) Running out of pieces (pieces) to this puzzle. You will be mine.

Chorus I'm running out of sweat. Running out of sweatshirts. I'm running out of breath.

Chorus and Realization Running out of breath. I'm running out on you and my children because I'm such a fucking dick. -Mess. That would have rhymed better. If I could take it again, I would use your word. (Yeah, but you can't)

It's time for me to end my life.