Now I'm poppin' a few in the morning dew

Do the monkey wrench,

on a persian bench it's a teenage night

and the vampires are right



And I want to lay my lips on your explosive mouth



Picked up Kenny at the art-deco deli,

And Zero is a cat with any automated hat

And I need to be rid of the fantasies I'm hiding



And I want to lay my lips on your explosive mouth



It's a shame for a man to hide all the things

that do survive from his past



When I jump on your horse I gallop the course,

And howl like a wolf and I drink up the sky

And I beat on my chest just to punk up the rest



And I want to lay my lips on your explosive mouth

And I want to lay my lips on your explosive mouth



It's a shame for a man to hide all the things

that do survive from his past