Vertaling: Captain Beefheart. Doc At The Radar Station.
We don't have to suffer, we're the best batch yet Baked in special White flesh waves to black You might think this is the finest pearl But it's only
You used me like an ashtray heart Case of the punks Right from the start I feel like a glass shrimp in a pink panty With a saccharine chaperone Make
The shiny beast of thought If you got ears You gotta listen Old woman sweat Young girls glisten The extra act [?] you thought is the extract [?] you
Making love to a vampire with a monkey on my knee The pond shined dry like a ladies compact Lilies leaped like flat green hearts with white hearts
She always shows up when I'm up But she never shows up when I'm down But she's under arrest 'cause I might guess The Sheriff of Hong Kong Then she goes
Chills quick you Voices pick you Crows hex you [You love some?] post-'em avion Wizard Kiss and all be gone Scenes Dreams Boats to forever Boated ether
I don't watch out You know they're going to get me too Telephone Telephone And I can?t get away And I can?t get away It?s like a grey adder at the end