Halfway past cool on Monday through the silent loom
Rolling down Wild Hair Boulevard with the riders and of the plume
Hot damn, it's Mother's Day, don't you all look fine
Promenading down the long car ocean, yes it's nice and sipping wine

We got poets, shuckers and godzilla's grandmother
Sweet little frozen no soup
We got Speed Racer and his arcade androids
Revolutionary Hamstrung Blues

Singing, momma may I tighten your cap?
Honey, may I loosen your load?
Here, hold on to this hand grenade while I ...

I remember some chicks from the skid row
Comimg on to Silly's squeeze too
Silly says, I say it once, for you it's cold steel and slow

The Zanzibar erupted, with chairs and flying glass
Silly smacked out in the sauna, shouting verse and kickin' ass
Back then, what seemed to happen nightly, now will make the 6 o'clock news
Speed Racer and the band here playing

As I recall I went for the window, but I never did get to it
Hit me hard with his hickory stick, was the last thing I saw that year
Drag me down to the tank if you care, read the charges if you please
Laid thirty days upon my cell, gonna fill 'em with [extasy]

Singing, momma may I tighten your cap?
Come on and let me loosen your load
Here, hold on to this grenade for me, while I ...

The full moon irradiates Wild Hair Boulevard now, dumb shits talk so bold
Reminds me of old, Silly, and how we did it all over
Did it all over, did it all over the road

We got poets, shuckers and Godzilla's grandmother
Sweet little frozen no suit
We got Speed Racer and his arcade androids
Revolutionary Hamstrung Blues

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