I wore the clothes you wanted
I took your name
If there is some confusion
Who’s to blame?

I signed your living will
I smiled your face
I’m ready to close the book
On NASA in outer space

If there is some confusion
Who’s to blame?
Who’s to blame?

I sequenced your arrival
I sealed your fate
I pushed the button
And erased your master tape

I wrote the sales pitch
I threw the brake switch
I dragged your big ass daddy Roth
Car out of that ditch

If there is some confusion
Who’s to blame?
Who’s to blame?

I crossed your great divide
I stirred your ocean’s tide
I called your bluff until
I blew your circuits wide

I’ll be your albatross
Devil, dog, Jesus, God
I don’t wanna be Iggy Pop buf
If that’s what it takes, hey

If there is some confusion
If there is some confusion
If there is some confusion
Who’s to blame?
Who’s to blame?