Jet set ski shop quasi silver porche jacket Bleached blonde forty-dollar foster grant Capped teeth two-inch eyelash Pseudo gamma delta doll Adidas in
Hey, the makings of a real event He slices through the urban air, Immediate and confident Yes, he's riding on a sonic wave Defining a modern pose Arriving
Yes, he was a fish head His frontal lobe a retread He rode a little motor scooter They said he was a neuter Tried to be a masher He was a failure as a
She arrives like a Limo Smooth and moving On the prowl through the crowd To the beat of the city She glows in the dark Wherever she parks Concrete crumbles
I wonder wonder wonder Wonder what went wrong We used to used to used to Used to feel so strong Now we seem to come apart at the seam Now we speak impolitely
You tell lies thinking I can't see You can't cry 'cause you're laughing at me I'm down (I'm really down) I'm down (Down on the ground) I'm down (I'm really
You used to feel free You used to feel fine Now you feel like a captive In your very own mind I hear you've been walking on eggs again Perched on the
You're a monster, baby You're a super killer I want to be wiff you, I love ya You're a super monster killer Show me your rhino thang
Come singing, saying praise Her beauty lives Come singing, saying praise Her beauty lives Come singing, saying praise Her beauty lives She is not dead
Well I wrestle with my toothbrush each morning at noon I stumble into the bathroom and have my shampoo I'm livin' in a suitcase; lookin' for a call Leerin
Swingline throughout the backyards of the midwest Lean back, baby, in your seat on the train Look through the window pane Look at that kid over there
than being poached But I'd give my horn just to see my homeland I'm a lone rhinoceros There ain't one hell of a lots of us I'm a lone rhinoceros There
She's demure Friendly Loving and good-looking Good-looking and wealthy She is tall, pretty, thin blonde A loving person, great personality, fun to be
I recall as a boy we would hop the freights Wasn't nothin' but a kick back then There was no better thrill for my anxious heart Than a long flatcar Headin
Late last night I was speaking with my wife When she turned into a momur Tried to put me uptight I said "you don't scare me" Then she let out
There I stood in the night Out on the broken pier Me with my feet in the sea You with your face in the clouds, The man in the moon And as I heard your
tear out the guts Burn it up and make it scream Yeah, yeah, yeah Ooohhh, listen, baby I ain't braggin' but I'm the twang bar king Twang bar King
I remember everything you said to me Your moody stance, my nervousness, your confidence I remember magnetism in your eyes You told me then without a sound