Nope Lyrics - Wilco

Oh, I can't say what qualifies as pain 

So transfixed by the wavering flame 

Mortal kings of each grade and grain erased 

Oh, I'm blessed 

The slant may rain, knows my door 

Tambourines my floor in four 

Laughs and shakes my folded face where Jesus mowed my lawn 

Fame has legs, blazing chrome 

Amputate but it's never quite gone 

Rakes in clover shown like snakes shine over rate my crime 

Why kill a man when you can drive him crazy? 

Why make it end when my amusement always depends on the joke? 

Won't you lend me my punchline