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glorified neurosis and a carload of explosives
our doctor friend's just a wee bit fried
ears to ghetto blasters, a prescription to disaster
an all day job just to stay alive

would you lick my palms?
through moons and stars
egg laying vertebrates peck green covered yards
heal my wounds cut straight to my heart
come on there, chicky gurl, let's blow things apart!

honesty and epic shock into corners under rugs
greasy dishes keep mounting up
??? can't be straight forward
cause you know it's not in their blood

as i try to negotiate my way through this lifetime
i keep getting hung up at all their roadblocks
would you lick my palms?
through moons and stars
egg laying vertebrates peck green covered yards
heal my wounds cut straight to my heart
come on there chicky gurl let's blow things apart!

as public's slaves to dethroned kings
transvestite brothers strung out queens
the chosen few most likely succeed
over there a sucker's born
mosquito bites and blaring horns
take his clothes
kick him out
then give him the keys

as i try to negotiate my way through this lifetime
i keep getting hung up at all their roadblocks
would you lick my palms?
through moons and stars
while egg laying vertebrates peck green covered yards
heal my wounds
cut straight to my heart
come on there
gather your stuff
let's blow things apart!!
glorified neurosis and a carload of explosives   our doctor friend's just a wee bit fried   ears to ghetto blasters, a prescription to disaster   an all day job just to stay alive      would you lick my palms?   through moons and stars   egg laying vertebrates peck green covered yards   heal my wounds cut straight to my heart   come on there, chicky gurl, let's blow things apart!      honesty and epic shock into corners under rugs   greasy dishes keep mounting up   ??? can't be straight forward   cause you know it's not in their blood      as i try to negotiate my way through this lifetime   i keep getting hung up at all their roadblocks   would you lick my palms?   through moons and stars   egg laying vertebrates peck green covered yards   heal my wounds cut straight to my heart   come on there chicky gurl let's blow things apart!      as public's slaves to dethroned kings   transvestite brothers strung out queens   the chosen few most likely succeed   over there a sucker's born   mosquito bites and blaring horns   take his clothes   kick him out   then give him the keys      as i try to negotiate my way through this lifetime   i keep getting hung up at all their roadblocks   would you lick my palms?   through moons and stars   while egg laying vertebrates peck green covered yards   heal my wounds   cut straight to my heart   come on there   gather your stuff   let's blow things apart!!