Made In Freud

Intro: Verse Down by the harbor, they don't know your name See the girl with the soda, sucking on a candy cane She says what you looking at boy You say I'm looking for someone to blame Interlude: Verse Fashion rules Iceland, said the Irish monk Preaching to a room full of dissidents drowing in the grunge and the funk And Kiki of Montparnasse She's buck naked in the captain's buck Can't control it now my feet are getting weak From sleeping on my tiptoes every time I speak From the bottomless ocean, to the endless space Every mirror got a memory of a distinctly human face Solo: Bridge Picasso's boomerang, it came back today The luggage tag said Atlantis, T W I was washing my face, with the holy grail Every guitar player was changing his strings or doing time in jail I was stuck inside a photo machine, signs flashing all over the place This machine does not give change, except the color of your face And when the train pulled out of the station I picked up a Fender bass ba da da ba Outro ba da da ba ba da da ba ba da da ba