Lost Souls - The Fear lyrics

Say this, but this place is getting to me
I think I'm getting the fear

Wait, we can't stop here

[…]
Finish the fucking story
What happened?
What about the glands?

- There's, uh, two women fucking a polar bear
- Don't tell me those things
Not now, man

Jesus
Bad waves of paranoia
Madness, fear and loathing
Intolerable vibrations

Tooling along the main drag on a Saturday night in Vegas
Two good old boys in a fire-apple red convertible
Stoned, ripped, twisted
Good people
There is no way of explaining the terror I felt

Wait, we can't stop here

Say this, but this place is getting to me
I think I'm getting the fear

Finish the fucking story
What happened?
What about the glands?