Badoomza

It takes about fifty five tons to keep the walls from jumping off of my bed And it takes about a hundred nine eyes to keep the years from popping out of my head It seems to get a corner store punk punch drunk little two bit liar It's easy, gotta saddle that chessboard bottle rocket, hair's on fire Didn't I know so, shame I didn't think it before I'd be happy to tell you more later but I've gotta run, I'll be back at a quarter to four I wake up to a Gemini dancer and his katakana teacup bride He told me they've been doing good business with the jitterbugs up in the sky It's a masquerade of bubblegum Bettys with an all-electric android band While the moon is singing to me in the desert of the phosphorescent rainbow sand Everything's something but nothing's ever anything more And you can call me like a Barnes Circus lion 'cus I've got out of my cage and now I'm ready to roar