Support group:
I can't feel nothing at all...

Graverobber:
Drug market, sub-market,
Sometimes I wonder why I ever got in.
Blood market, love market,
Sometimes I wonder why they need me at all.
Zydrate comes in a little glass vial.

Shilo:
A little glass vial?

Support group:
A little glass vial.

Graverobber:
And the little glass vial goes into the gun like a battery.

Support group:
Hhh-hhh...

Graverobber:
And the zydrate gun goes somewhere against your anatomy.

Support group:
Hhh-hhh...

Graverobber:
And when the gun goes off, it sparks
And you're ready for surgery!

Support group:
Surgery!

Amber:
Graverobber, graverobber,
Sometimes I wonder why I even bother.
Graverobber, graverobber,
Sometimes I wonder why I need you at all!

Graverobber:
And Amber Sweet is addicted to the knife.

Shilo:
Addicted to the knife?

Support group:
Addicted to the knife.

Graverobber:
And addicted to the knife,
She needs a little help with the agony.
And a little help comes in a little glass vial
In a gun pressed against her anatomy.
And when the gun goes off,
Ms. Sweet is ready for surgery.

Graverobber and support group:
Surgery!

Amber:
Graverobber, graverobber,
Sometimes I wonder why I need you at all...

Support group:
it's clean, it's clear, it's pure--

Shilo:
it's what?

Support group:
it's rare.

Graverobber:
It takes you there.

Shilo:
It what?

Graverobber:
It takes you there.

Amber:
It takes you there.
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Genterns:
A little jump.

Graverobber:
Before the cut!

Genterns:
Why agonize?

Genterns:
Anesthetize!

Amber:
I can't feel nothing at all!

Graverobber:
'cause surgery...

Shilo:
'cause surgery...?

Amber:
'cause surgery...

Graverobber:
Is what she needs...

Shilo:
Is what I need...?

Amber:
it's what I need.

Graverobber:
To change inside.

Shilo:
To change inside?

Amber and support group:
To feel alive!

Graverobber:
whistles

Shilo:
Hey that's Blind Mag's song...

Amber:
Who did that?

So you think you've got heart?
So you think you've got balls?
So you think you can sing?

Shilo:
I don't think nothing at all

Amber:
So you think Mag's got pipes
Well it's my turn to shine
When the Repo-man strikes

Shilo:
What are you talking about?

Graverobber:
Mag's contract's got some mighty fine print.

Support group:
Some mighty...fine...print...

Graverobber:
And that mighty fine print puts mag in a mighty fine predicament...
If Mag up and splits, her eyes are forfeit
And if GeneCo and Rotti so will it,
Then a Repo-man will come
And she'll pay for that surgery, surgery!

Graverobber and support group:
Surgery, surgery!

Amber and support group:
I can't feel nothing at all...