Cannonball Statman Lyrics
"Terrestrial Boyfriends"

The vagabond magician said
"It's as hot as a blow job from the mouth of mania"
Gotta be careful with him, man
He's a lucid cannon
And he hasn't slept all year
It's all those car horns
Screaming "Let me live inside the inimitable warmth of your eyes
Tes yeux me fascine
But I'm stuck in the air
Falling into a fire truck

I'm gonna take you into the ground
And I'm gonna hurt you
I'm your favorite midtown hustler
Pulling old tricks outta new sleeves"

All your terrestrial boyfriends
Walked out of your closet
Everybody wants to get in your song
And they're surprised that you stopped singing
They know you wanted to damage our ears
It's too much fun
To live in New York City and play with guns all day
Ses yeux te fascine
But you're stuck in the air

Ninety dogs in the night skinned a cat and cooked it alive
You could see the lips
The remnants of a face
Shuttered eyelids on this thing
And an overwhelming feeling of joy and wonder
Insane eternal sitcom sketch of love and death
Dancing in the shadow of an Egyptian rosewood tree