I heard the piledriver waltz It woke me up this morning You look like you've been for breakfast At the Heartbreak Hotel And sat in the back booth By the pamphlets and the literature On how to lose Your waitress was miserable And so was your food

The followers of chaos out of control To liberty and honor under the honor roll "They're going wild" the call came in At early morning predawn then "The followers of chaos out of control They're numbering the monkeys The monkeys and the monkeys" "They're

I'm joining the dots From the smoke in your hair to the blood in the bruise And the bows on the shoes you kicked off I'm joining the dots, I'm joining the dots Been trying to think of something colorful for this season Pull the wool over the gullible for

Ooh ooh, one for the road One for the road, ooh ooh So we all go back to yours and you sit and talk to me on the floor There's no need to show me round baby, I feel like I've been in here before I've been wondering whether later when you tell everybody

Shaped yellow light And it picks you up And cuts you down to size In the painted faces congregate In the mating season The seconds homes They go alone In no rush leave 'em And there's a fountain

You push the button and we'll do the rest There are things that I just cannot explain to you And those that I hope I don't ever have to The exotic sound of data storage Nothing like it First thing in the morning Bastard latin That's the best thing for it

This house is a circus, berserk as fuck We tend to see that as a perk, though Look what it's done to your friends; their memories are pretend And the last thing they want is for the feeling to end There's a room for the trouble and there's lovers to be

Yours is the only ocean, That I wanna swing from, I was biting the time zone, And we embellish the banks of our bloodstreams, And threw caution to the colorful Then we fell asleep in the car, Until the bumps woke me up in your grip And the tide took me

Library pictures of the quickening canoe The first of it's kind to get to the moon Draw some ellipses to chase you round the room Through curly straws and metaphors and goo Been watching all the neon blossom, flickering You look as if you've all

Bear with me, man, I lost my train of thought Dancing in my underpants I'm gonna run for government I'm gonna form a covers band and all And back there by the baby grand Did Mr. Winter Wonderland say "Come here, kid, we really need to talk"? I fantasize,