Harvest your tears, in a sieve I can spill things down your shoulders - hold them. And I'm afraid you remind me of Santa Claus, In a good way. And
I think I could like you If you let me drive your car I think I might want you If you let me drive real far I won't steal your keys I won't try to be
Your big face Is such a shrine It tastes like water But I'm drunk Your big face Is such a crime It tastes like water But I'm drunk
What means hallucinate? what are we supposed to see? What are they supposed to want? get a job! you scare me I sing here I'm alone here I'm with you
Banging in fevered ports Banging in the night Ankle deep in mud I can sleep in mud I was a kind of hooker My lover was free I don't speak I ramble he
Say goodbye Kick her legs, kick her down Say goodbye Kick her legs, kick her down