In the pocket of a blazer I found at Goodwill
I was delighted to discover a twenty dollar bill
But the man on the front didn't look much like Grant
Yes, the man on the front was no president man
And the man on the front had a gun in his hand
And the man on the front was you

Covered in veins
From head to toe, so varicose
Look at your veins
Like Pinocchio, showing every pulse

As a major metropolitan district is serviced by trains
so is your body and its veins

And I can see you make it easy when you meet with the nurse
I bet you need no tourniquet when you are shooting up horse
What's a tiger gotta do to fend off wannabes?
Oh, that's right, you better run, I got a million of these

One time I noticed your face beneath the hands of a clock
And then I picked up my traipse towards the end of the block
And as I'm fastening my jacket, I'm feeling like a criminal
Putting on my hat and I'm feeling like a criminal
Walking down the block and I'm feeling like a criminal
Carrying you into a bank

Armed with your veins
Check out your veins

Although everyone's accustomed to gyri on their brains
Not your whole body
'cause I can't bear to look but I can't stop staring
It's got me shaking and it's got me swearing
A pit full of snakes or a cabbage can't compare and
in case you didn't know, I see your veins