You look so fantastical, you little jazz band whore
Strut on home in 5 inch concrete towers
Pink and blazing in the dark
‘The sky was blue, down the alley the ice wagon flew’
Hum, hum in your daily delirium
Tattoed legends paving the bloodiest future
Bring it on!!!!! Screamed the highway jazz band whore
Get me the smartest two piece man,
Who jives in the holy land
Hahaha, screams the little shredded fan
Burn burn burn, daily toads are on fire in the streets
And the sleek silver Mercedes
Escorts her back to the trees
Swim to the red and golden pot
Distract, the mighty pipe from infecting
Until this consumes
Until you resume, love.
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