[Allen Callaci: Spoken through telephone]
All right, hit it

[Verse 1: John Darnielle]
One, two, three, four
Doctor, doctor, can you help me please?
All these pills and problems keep piling down on me

[Chorus: John Darnielle & Allen Callaci]
Here's your lonesome surprise (x3)

Go, Allen

[Verse 2: Allen Callaci]
I had a name, had a place, like the clothes I wear
The holes grow everywhere, 'til it's like having nothing at all

[Chorus] (x2)

[Verse 3]
I walked out of my shower, feeling more wet than baptized

[Chorus] (x2)

[Allen Callaci]
Woo, this is global!
[John Darnielle]
We love you, Holland! Allen Callaci rules! Allen Callaci, thank you very much