On the edge, windowsill Ponders his maker, ponders his will To the street below, he just ain't nothin' But he's got a great view, and he sinks the needle deep, yeah Whoa, can't touch the bottom In too deep, yeah, oh, can't touch the bottom Oh, on the edge of a know-nothin' town Feelin' quite superior, the aged come To the sky above, he just ain't nothin' But he's got a great view, and he sinks a burning knife deep, yeah Ooh, can't touch the bottom In too deep, yeah, uh huh, can't touch the bottom In too deep, ohhh, ohhh Ow, on the edge of a Christmas clean love Young virgin from heaven visiting hell To the man above her, she just ain't nothin' And she doesn't like the view She doesn't like the view But he sinks himself deep Oh, can't touch the bottom In too deep, yeah, oh, can't touch the bottom Can't touch the bottom Deep, yeah Oh, yeah, the bottom, yeah Oh