If this war’s ever over  If it ever runs out  Then maybe we can think about traveling  To those far away cities  Of drug stores and tans  On smooth, hairless Japanese bodies  On smooth, hairless Japanese bodies    If this engine turns over  We’ll tear through the park  On donuts and Milk of Magnesia  And I’ll read you a poem  Of blue skies and eyes  In your sockets that bring them together  In your sockets that bring them together    Are your thighs ever tender?  As they swell in my hands  And are warmed by the spit of my kisses  But I will just graze you  Like the sun does on grass  And pick at your flesh like an eagle  And pick at your flesh like an eagle    If this war’s ever over  They’ll separate us  Leaving video tapes to remember  I’ll go back to Texas  And try not to think  Of Thanksgiving waves that can cripple  Of Thanksgiving waves that can cripple