The Flaming Lips
Haven’t Got a Clue
[Verse 1]
You haven't got a clue
And you don't know what to do
You used your money and your friends
To try and trick me
But you won't trick me

As far as I can tell
You've created your own hell
And now you walk around this place
Expecting pity

[Chorus]
Every time you throw a fit
I can't decide
If you're full of it
And every time you state your case
The more I want to punch your face
I go doo doo doo, doo doo doo
Doo doo doo, doo doo doo
Doo doo doo, doo doo doo
Doo doo doo, doo doo doo

[Verse 2]
I still can't believe
All your plastic surgeries
And now it's everybody's problem
That you're unhappy
Oh, come on!
[Chorus]
Every time you state your case
The more I'd like to punch your face
Every time you state your case
The more I want to punch your face
And every time you state your case
The more I want to punch your face
I go doo doo doo, doo doo doo
Doo doo doo, doo doo doo