I've got it all sewn up A hardened razor-cut Scar-map across my body And you can trace the lines Through misery's design That map across my body A collage I'm all sewn up A montage I'm all sewn up A random pattern with a needle and thread The overlapping way diseases are spread To a tornado body With a hand gernade head And the legs are two lovers entwined Inside I'm hollowed out Outside's a paper shroud And all the rest's illusion That there's a will and soul That we can wrest control From chaos and confusion A collage I'm all sewn up A montage I'm all sewn up The automatist's undoin' The whole world starts unscrewin' As time collapses and space warps You see decay and ruin I tell you, "no, no, no, no You make such an exquisite corpse" I got it all sewn up A hardened razor cut scab up across my body And you can trace the lines through misery's design That map across my body A collage I'm all sewn up A montage I'm all sewn up