Mink Car lyrics

We're gettin' metal with it
We're all MacGyver on it
It's not provisional and highly temporary
It's the unbroken synapses acting out and talking scary
They'd better listen up and fast 'cause now I'm metal on it
Grab your keys, grab your hat,
Grab your coat, tell your mom
You won't be home 'cause now
We're goin' metal on it

Now we're metal with it
We're all MacGyver on it

Yeah
Your mom's alright
Your mom's alright
Your ass is grass
And I'm a lawnmower
You dandelion
I am a sunflower
This darkest night
This vale of no hope
You piece of tape
Here comes a Post-It note

Yeah
Your mom's alright
Your mom's alright

Your ass is grass
And I'm a lawnmower
Incense and joss
I am a leaf-blower

Through scallions
I am the sour cream
Bring forth the froth

Back in high school I knew a girl
Not too simple and not too kind
We both grew up, but I heard she'd changed
From a new wave fan to another kind
She think's she's edith head
But you might know she's not
The accent in her speech
She didn't have growing up

She think's she's edith head
Or helen girlie brown
Or some other cultural figure
We don't know a lot about

Glistening white triangular tooth
Open up a can of tomato juice

I've got a fang
I've got a fang
I've got a fang
Girlfriend took me to meet her dad
He didn't like me because I look so bad

I've got a fang
I've got a fang
I've got a fang

Girlfriend took me to meet her mom
Her head exploded like a atom bomb

I've got a fang
I've got a fang
I've got a fang

I've got a fang

Now every evening, all my day's work is through
I call my baby and ask her what we could do
.... she doesn't seem to dig that
And then she asks me why don't I come to her flat
And have some supper and let the evening pass by
Playing records, the sounds of groovy hi-fi
I say yeah, that's what I say, I say yeah

My baby loves me, she gets me feelin so fine

I've been working hard, trying to sing and play guitar
Growing out my hair and practicing my stare
Paid to fake it in a traveling band
And I'm working undercover for the man
Sha-la-la-la-la sha-la-la-la-la-la

Planning midnight raids on our unsuspecting fans
While the roadies rig the video surveillance van
Paid to fake it in a traveling band
And I'm working undercover for the man

The pro is here to lead the way, to save the day
(wicked little critter)
He clips the puck from bobby orr, he shoots he scores
(wicked little critter)
As he proceeds to torch the place, as he proceeds to scorch the place
As he proceeds to torch the place, scorcher, torcher, scorcher
(wicked little critter)

He's a wicked little critter with a sissy bar
And he lays a patch on the tar

My man
Muscles from hand to foot
Completely covered in uninteruppted skin
My man
Signals command the leg
To follow orders coming down from headquarters
Why then am I in bed?
I guess my man's fallen out with my head
May I direct your attention to the following simile
You're like the coasts of an ocean
Buried beneath is a submarine cable
Connecting the opposite shores that surround it

Hey hovering sombrero
Gently waving in the air above the meadow
Softly floating in the sky outside the window
Hovering sombrero don't be shy

Don't... don't be shy
Don't be... terrified
When you take yourself for granted
Feel rejected and unwanted
Know you're never just a hat
You're never only just a hat, you know
Hovering sombrero
Hovering sombrero

Time is flying like an arrow

I never knew what everybody meant by endless, hopeless bleak despair
Until one day when I found out
The first time I ever left my house
It saw me and followed me home
And stayed with me for my whole life

For years and years I wandered the earth
Condemned to a life of bleak despair
Then one day I looked around and found
It had disappeared

All this bleak despair
It was always there

Now I'm telling the truth
I'm finished with lies, lies
If you don't believe me now
You'll never believe me now
I should have my head examined
They'll see when they look inside
I won't have to say a word
I'll stop thinking what I shouldn't be thinking
I'll make everyone believe me

Can't you see I'm telling the truth
I'm finished with lies, lies
If you don't believe me now

I'll take back my pinata it's wasted on you
Just spinning that pool cue all over the room
And give back the blindfold that's under your shoe
Let's drink, drink this town is so great
Drink, drink cuz it's never too late
To drink, drink to no big surprise
But what words rhyme with buried alive
What words rhyme with buried alive

You could be a float for the 4th of july

I'm asleep but she's talking to me
She's walking 'round wearing all of my clothes
As she runs out of things to say
And grabs my coat to walk away
How 'bout another first kiss, she said
How 'bout another first kiss, I said
I want another first kiss like this
How 'bout another first kiss

Other people were too sentimental
Always worrying about their hair
Got tired of wasting all my time

Bangs
Above your eyes your hair hangs
Blow my mind your royal flyness I dig your bangs

Bangs
To drape across your forehead
To swing concordant angles as you incline your head

Once with a girl I fell in love sometime ago now she had...

Bangs
Are that on which the world hangs
I'm only holding your hand so I can look at your bangs

Bangs
Are like a pocket T-shirt

I taught you how to cyclops rock
And then you go and turn around and break my heart
And waste my cyclops time and mess up my cyclops mind
I'm sick like chuckie was sick, my defeated heart keeps beating on
I won't die, like chuckie won't die, but I'm not here to socialize
Gotta find a new place to hang out, because I'm tired of living in hell

They fixed up the corner store like it was a night club
It's permanently disco
Everyone is dressed so oddly I can't recognize them
I can't tell the staff from the customers
Baby check this out, I've got something to say
Man, it's so loud in here
When they stop the drum machine and I can think again
I'll remember what it was

You have to carry all your things
You can't misplace them

It's knocking off my diamond wig
Knocking me down unto the platinum ground
Woke up in a beautiful dream alone
Alone
I got hit by a mink car
Hit by a mink car driven by a guitar
And the silver chauffer says that it's all in your head
When your 24 carat dead
Dead

In my dream she is reaching past my hollow core
Then her smile is the open sign on an abandoned store

You're older than you've ever been
And now you're even older
And now you're even older
And now you're even older
You're older than you've ever been
And now you're even older
And now you're older still

Time is marching on
And time is still marching on

This day will soon be at an end
And now it's even sooner
And now it's even sooner
And now it's even sooner

Yes, no, maybe
I don't know
Can you repeat the question?

You're not the boss of me now
You're not the boss of me now
You're not the boss of me now, and you're not so big
You're not the boss of me now
You're not the boss of me now
You're not the boss of me now, and you're not so big
Life is unfair, so I just stare at the stain on the wall where

instrumental

In a future time
Children will work together
To build a giant cyborg

Robot Parade
Robot Parade
Wave the flags that the robots made
Robot Parade
Robot Parade
Robots obey what the children say
There's electric cars
There's electric trains
Here comes a robot with electric brains

Robot Parade
Robot Parade
Wave the flags that the robots made
Robot Parade
Robot Parade

Cafe con pan, cafe con pan
Rock on, my hubba
The beat is blubba being stingy on the pike
Collect the one into the otha.
Careen in tandem, the sea into the landem,
The people in the pix they want to scart and dig the clamdem

AWWWWWWWWWWW yes!!! Mr Xcitement!!!

We nix the glaben
The knifey-knife is staben.
Protrude into the hoobalicious.
Scoff the extra aden.
I write the mooky,