Ah ah
La la la la la
la la la la la la
la la la la la
Sha sha sha sha ah
Sha sha sha sha ah
Sha sha sha sha
Harness your hopes
on just one person
because you know
a harness
was only made for one
Don't telegraph
your passes
You'll end up
with molasses
Cauterized in syrup
and syrup and molasses
and I'm checking
out the asses
The assets that
attract us
to anything that moves
We're deep inside
the grooves
and it's time
to shake the rations
'cause someone's
gonna cash in
The plot it turns again
The reference
starts at ten
Well show me
a word that rhymes
with pavement
and I won't kill
your parents
and roast them on a spit
And a-don't you try
to etch it
or permanently sketch it
or you're gonna
catch a bad bad cold
And the freaks have
stormed the White House
I moved into a lighthouse
It's on a scenic quay
It's oh so far away
Far away from
the beginning
The shroud is
made of linen
The yearling
took the purse
The goth kid has a hearse
Heartbreaking
earthquaking Kiwis
They are home baking
minds wide open truly
Leisure
a leisure suit is nothing
It's nothing
to be proud of
in this late century
And I'm asking
you to hold me
just like the morning paper
Pinched between
your pointer
your index and your thumb
It's a semi-automatic
Believers are ecstatic
You see the way they cling
The cold metallic sting
And I'm living in a coma
for Donna de Varona
The harness made of hopes
The lovers on the ropes
Nun is to church
as the parrot is to perch
And my heart's
wide open truly